Category : Stories

Sub Category : Science Fiction

When I first heard about the hurricane I got scared. I didn't want to be in the USA knowing something so destructive was coming. It was so bad that when you wanted to go to the ocean side there was no water for miles, that is, before it hit Florida. I wasn't personally there but it was devastating. The winds blew houses over and some tornadoes actually started. All the water came rushing back, flooding Florida. The marine rescue that Hope and Winter, the dolphins, were at was no more. Hope and Winter were dead. I was at home when it hit land, I couldn't sleep at all that night knowing that lives would be lost in this storm. Sure it was across the country but what does that matter? I wanted to confide in my friends but I didn't know what to say. The next day at school went to shit. Right when I thought all was good we got a fuck ton of rain along with gusts of wind enough to knock a small child over. I stayed inside and skipped lunch, not knowing if I could handle food. I didn't know what was in store for the rest of the week. All I knew was North Korea was going to drop a nuclear bomb, signaling the begin of a nuclear war, and the end of the world. I was so scared I wanted to just go home and hide alone in my room. I started to read a book out of boredom and relaxed enough for the next class. Art, now I can express myself, of course in my free time. I drew the mountains and started to color them in. I was so focused I didn't realize that everything was shaking. When I finally realized what was happening a piece of the ceiling landed in front of my desk. Everyone was yelling as I quickly ducked under the desk and pulled my chair close, covering the back of my neck. When it was done I was about to peek out when I felt a bigger shake. I was confused before I realized, Yellowstone had erupted. North Korea had dropped the bombs. Which meant that the first quake also was a release of deadly nuclear and radioactive substances, at least deadly to most, but it also meant that people affected can get diseases from the radioactivity. The shaking of the eruption ceased to end. When it finally stopped there was nothing left of the highschool art room. "Shit! What now! What if there is more!" I hear my classmates start to yell out. I started crying. I don't know why. I just started crying, I was trapped between the walls of rubble beside me along with the person, Eric, that sat next to me. I could tell he didn't know what to do but I soon felt two muscular arms around me. I stopped crying and looked up to see Eric staring at me, his arms around me as comfort. Eric was...decent enough. I didn't know him well and definitely wasn't attracted to him, but knowing that he was trying to help was enough to not try and push him off. We waited hours before the rubble was moved and they found us. I jumped out of Eric's arms and ran to the rest of the students, well what remained of them. There was twenty two original students...there were now twelve.