This world has fallen into complete and utter chaos. My mind weeps for the loss of my family and my loved ones. I myself can no longer see the sunshine through the grey clouds that make there home in my country.
I've been left alone here to rot away. My body, it will slowly freeze until I can no longer be identified through the layers of ice that have coated my body.
My hands alone have started to freeze turning purple from the cold. What am I to do with myself? I could simply kill myself and end it all now, or I could wait until my heart stops beating.
The sound of footsteps ring through out my empty house. They bounce of each and every cold wall creating the only noise I've heard in months. My emotionless grey eyes slowly drift open and my frozen body turns to face the grand steel door that separated me from the world.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Ivan?" Came the sounds of a very nervous voice. Slowly my mind started to process the events as they were laid out in front of me. The blond boy with glasses on his face came rushing towards me. He threw himself across me burring his face in my neck tears streaming down his face as he tried to choke out some type of sorry.
My body lay still and my face remained emotionless as he cried and tried to convince me of just how sorry he was. But, his pleas feel on deaf ears it was to late I was already slipping into the blackness as the horrid memories of my life flashed right before my eyes.