When the world ended, I didn’t know what to do. I knew everything was gone, and that I didn’t know if there was anyone out there.
Anyone who had survived.
But I didn’t care about that. All I cared about was figuring out what to do next.
If there was anything to do.
I was going to have to start over, start from nothing. But how was I going to do that? I didn’t know the first thing about wilderness survival.
And I didn’t know if there were any animals still around.
The world had ended, and I didn’t know what to do.
What was I supposed to do?
I did the only thing I could think of.
I raided as many stores as I could for canned food, and then I set out to find someone else. Anyone else that was still around.
I searched for so long, and I couldn’t understand what had happened and why I was still here.
But I knew one thing.
The world had ended.
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Categories: flash fiction