Maybe nothing is worth being existent.
A lot of people may think that.
After all, I used to...Now It just seems like nothing will ever be the same.
My story was anything but exciting.
I was a flight attendant in the past, and I hated it..But seven years later, without seeing another human being..I would trade it back for anything I have.
What happened to all humans and animals was a sickness that just wiped out all of everyone I knew. Including my old dog, oaky.. That poor dog.. He died in just under a day for that stupid sickness. But for some reason, I am the only person still alive.
Nothing seems worth it anymore.
A few times I have tried to end my life that no longer seems worth living. But I can just never seem to do it.
It is the most heartbreaking thing ever, for me to see the towns, cities, and buildings, with no one around. So to fix that, I live in a random submarine I found near a military area.
The submarine is a bit large.. It has a little sitting area place, a small bunk bed, and a bathroom.
I have lived in it for only about 3 months, and I really am missing living in a house.
Before I began living in it I stocked up on books, junk food, and water.
But I also have a generator that powers the submarine with light, and I managed to hook up a small TV to watch movies on.
But In about another week, I am going out into the town of Indiana to live somewhere there.
Maybe I won't feel very homesick..
YOU ARE READING
Will anyone remember?
AdventureFlight Attendant. Playing against stereotypes. A submarine. Apocalypse. A taxi, an old enemy, and Valentine's Day. why the world ended and how how your character survived the apocalypse. Set at specific year or time period. Write an ending early on...
