January 24, 2004; I have long since realized that I am the only survivor of this halacaust. There are others but they are just laying there, drifting in and out of' conscienceness; almost as if each breath saves them at least till the next breath. The skin is falling off their bones as they literally melt into skeletons. Their screams so loud and agonizing, it still evokes emotions in me and so not only did I survive A nuclear halacaust, but so did my heart and soul. A person couldn't believe the destruction, I'm the only one to witness it. I have no one to share the devestation and the total shock. I am not real sure what I have to live for. Everything has been destroyed, all satellites, all electronic items were destroyed, every vehicle, no music, no companion. Not even a piece of paper or an ink pen. No computers. Absolutely. Fried fiberoptics, fried electrical, fried and charred. The screams have subsided into moans, people sitting in their cars, laying on sidewalks in the fetal position. People just falling to their knees from exposure to the deadly fallout. I took shelter in an old tornado cellar, made a outfit out of trash bags and I also had a gas mask. When I emerged after the low tremors of the nuclear bombs rattled this little nowhere and faded away, there was nothing but glowing red, gray smoke, and the horrible fallout. My right hip is hurting like'pain I've never felt and I just hope it's my old bones and not physical devestation and deterioration, from exposure to the fallout. I'll write more later.
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