It's the apocalypse and she has braces on . There's no fresh food, barley drinkable water and most importantly no orthodontists in sight.
•Someone on twitter asked if some writer could write a story about a teenager who's stuck with braces during t...
"Day 279. I found a car with a full tank and still no human beings in sight. I barely recognize the neighborhood and I haven't eaten since yesterday » I say on the recorder I found in a multimedia shop. It was the only piece of technology I had in hands that works. I know I can't trust them damn batteries inside of it but after a couple of months it surprisingly still is by my side.
At this point there isn't any reason to still live in such rough times. At my age I'm supposed to be scared of being pregnant, not of being torn in pieces by mutan raccoons. On top of all this unbelievable mess I still have my braces on that I was supposed to take off like 5 months ago. I feel like a pregnant woman with a 17 months old baby still in my tummy. I tried several times to take it off but none worked properly without hurting me. Besides if I take them off I want it to be on the RIGHT way. It may be the end of the world but I haven't been wearing braces for about 4 years for nothing. At least if they rescue me I would be giving them that Colgate smile you know. But there's no freaking hope... I haven't seen another human being in months. All the ones I met are half eaten up by infected animals or died because of the plague.
I was one of the chosen ones I guess. The plague didn't affect me. I had to watch everyone single person I love die in front of me. Some of them did survives but nobody dares to even adventure outside anymore and risk some crazy apocalypse hooligans to attack them.
I keep driving but I don't recognize a single sign. Might have left my home state at this point... I literally have no goals. Usually in movies they are looking for someone or they try to find a remedy in this kind of situations . But nah im just out here riding in a stolen car traveling along what I suppose to be the west coast. It might sound weird but when I think about it my only goal is to find someone who can take off them damn braces.
I keep riding till I see something weird object away. As I keep riding my vision is less blurry. Ow yeah forgot to mention that I'm supposed to be wearing glasses but a year ago in a fight I smashed them on the ground so I could pick up the broken glass and defend my self . Since then my vision is lmao. Only a few meters away from that mysterious object I realize it's a group of apocalypse hooligans. Shit. I back up as fast as I can but it's too late. A group of what I suppose to be 20 years old men who took excessive amounts of steroids blocks the highway. Great like my life was already a complete mess and this happens to be the sherry on the cakes. "Get our the car." One of them screams while opening my door and pulling me by my bin.
"Well there's no point asking me if you're still dragging me out of it". His friends all laugh. Well I don't. That shit hurted like a buttcheek on a stick ( some will get the reference).
"You're not allowed to disrespect Travis." Said the same guy who dragged me by the hair and who I suppose to be Travis.
"Hold on you talking about yourself or ?"
Everyone remains silent. I think I might've done something. He drags me AGAIN by the hair and throws me into the trunk of my own car. The audacity. After closing it I can hear them entering the car and starting the engine. I think they're going to sacrifice me or worse, make me their president. Lmao I need to calm my quirky ass down because it's not the right situation to make jokes about like I might die sooner than expected. It's an old rusty car so the lock should be easy to break. I keep trying to break it with my foot a couple times but it doesn't work. Well hey it's a German car what the fries did I expect to happen. Okay. I have an idea I'll just take a...-
Suddenly the car stops. Ow shoot we arrived. Quickly I open up my bag and find knife. I hear some loud foot steps. I think we entered some building or garage. He's about to open the truck. Okay Camilia it's now or never.
I whisper :"1...
...2...
...3...
...AND I 0op-..."
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So the main character is Camelia Lefèvre . You gotta imagine her with braces one it's important lmao.
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