Demons
I had lost all my hopes and dreams when the lights went out, but I guess I could be speaking for everyone. No one could have seen it coming or could have prepared enough for it. It's like one of those moments in life where you try to wake yourself up from what seems to be a nightmare only to realize it's all real.
Laying here in this decrepit barn too scared to move has been my life this past week. I don't know where my family is and as the tears run down my face I assume the worst. The thought of facing this new world alone terrified me. The feeling of bitter emptiness surrounds me. Why do I still fight? It's not worth it. Having to live day by day with the fear of being consumed by my own thoughts. Will anyone find me? I'm the only living person for miles around. No one to hold you at night. No one to hear your cries. Glancing at my pistol I racked my brain with two possibilities. To aim it at the door and face the horrors outside or at my head and slip into eternal peace. Wiping a tear from my cheek I knew my heart had made the decision for me.