I stood in my front yard as helicopters flew in the air above me. I watched soldiers march through the street, followed by tanks and sedans with blacked out windows. An appropriate response to a national emergency. I remember feeling confused and worried. No one would tell me what was going on; why women were kneeling in the streets, crying or screaming. Why men ran around yelling, seemingly looking for someone to blame. Why my once uniform neighborhood was in chaos. A part of me misses that confusion. Whatever little innocence a 14 year old boy could have. It's gone now. I lost that innocence the day I lost my mother four years ago. The day I lost my home. My country. All gone. Not a single, salvageable drop left to save. The world is in chaos and I have never felt more alone.
VOUS LISEZ
The New Age
Science-FictionTo watch the world come to an end is a terrifying thing. Most don't make it through the fighting and anarchy, much less the emotional trauma of seeing the people they love most die or disappear. But Garret Thindrell does...for the most part at least.
