This was it, the end of the world. It came like a wildfire. Fast, quick, and horrible. It only started with a little quick news report at the end, then a whole story, then… BREAKING NEWS: outbreaks of a dangerous disease in Africa spread across the world in 48 hours. Infecting everything in its path. The way it happens was horrible, deadly fever, skin falling off, and your insides dissolving inside you. I manage to survive, but only 2% of the population is still alive, at least for right now.
2 Months earlier:
“Mom, look! There is an outbreak in Africa!” Charlotte, my 13 year old sister said. She is always worried about things like that, I wish I was.
“Charlotte, sweetheart, it’s nothing. Just probably another outbreak of Ebola …show more content…
I ran out of my room to find that the TV said BREAKING NEWS: disease outbreak in Africa spreads toward the Middle East and England. I stumbled back. Was this true? Did the “disease outbreak” in Africa spread that quickly? And it’s in Europe? Dad lives in England! I ran to my room, grabbed my phone, and called him. Even though he couldn’t live with us in the U.S because of work, he was still my dad. While it was ringing, I was packing my bag full of clothes and shoes and anything I might need to …show more content…
He went by the name of Carl. Carl was a army vet who is served in the navy unit. He was a pretty interesting guy. Told us stories about what he did while serving for the US. They were amazing stories. We decided to stay in the “army bunker.” For at least a couple months. Only going maybe 20 yards outside the bunker. Carl was a very cautious person. Which was fantastic. Every other week, we go out and get more food, medication for me, because, well, a few days after we stayed in the bunker, i started getting these killing headaches, which came mostly from stress due to the virus, and dad being on the other side of the world. I hope he is okay. I hope he sitting at home, enjoying all his non-perishables. Carl and my mom talked about how we might be the only ones left who had survived the virus outbreak, they called it the “Super plague” or “death plague 2.0”. I mean, there was no other name for it, everyone died before they could name it. He said that we could be immune to the virus, that our family genes could be apart of it. So it would have to be from mom’s side. So, there is a less possible chance that dad is still alive. That is a horrible thing.
“Carl, is it safe to go outside yet?” My sister begged for at least the thousandth
2 Months earlier:
“Mom, look! There is an outbreak in Africa!” Charlotte, my 13 year old sister said. She is always worried about things like that, I wish I was.
“Charlotte, sweetheart, it’s nothing. Just probably another outbreak of Ebola …show more content…
I ran out of my room to find that the TV said BREAKING NEWS: disease outbreak in Africa spreads toward the Middle East and England. I stumbled back. Was this true? Did the “disease outbreak” in Africa spread that quickly? And it’s in Europe? Dad lives in England! I ran to my room, grabbed my phone, and called him. Even though he couldn’t live with us in the U.S because of work, he was still my dad. While it was ringing, I was packing my bag full of clothes and shoes and anything I might need to …show more content…
He went by the name of Carl. Carl was a army vet who is served in the navy unit. He was a pretty interesting guy. Told us stories about what he did while serving for the US. They were amazing stories. We decided to stay in the “army bunker.” For at least a couple months. Only going maybe 20 yards outside the bunker. Carl was a very cautious person. Which was fantastic. Every other week, we go out and get more food, medication for me, because, well, a few days after we stayed in the bunker, i started getting these killing headaches, which came mostly from stress due to the virus, and dad being on the other side of the world. I hope he is okay. I hope he sitting at home, enjoying all his non-perishables. Carl and my mom talked about how we might be the only ones left who had survived the virus outbreak, they called it the “Super plague” or “death plague 2.0”. I mean, there was no other name for it, everyone died before they could name it. He said that we could be immune to the virus, that our family genes could be apart of it. So it would have to be from mom’s side. So, there is a less possible chance that dad is still alive. That is a horrible thing.
“Carl, is it safe to go outside yet?” My sister begged for at least the thousandth