January 26, Year 2173
Earth, One month after abandonment.
I was alone. All alone on a planet that the whole species had once called home. It's a strange feeling. Knowing that no matter how far you walk you will never see another human soul. Just recently we have become a type one civilization. Earth had been transformed into a planet sized power plant. There was no room for us to actually live so we finally got use out of the colonies on mars we made decades ago. So much use infact that they took everyone. Every single person alive. All ten and a half billion people over to mars. Except me. I refused to go. Honestly I don't know why I wouldn't go. I guess I didn't want to leave everything that made us, us. Every thing in history had happened on this hunk of rock. All celebrities, all evil powers, all corrupt politions, and all starving children. Everything you can think of happened here. And we left it. We have transformed it to just being a power source for us. It's sad to think that history after this point will completely be separate from we have grown to know. Except for me. My history will continue on this rock. I will stay.