I really dont know where this came from... I just started writing, since I was bored and didn't sleep. This little one-shot is supposed to reflect my opinion on modern society... And what I think the future brings.
It also kinda glances in on a worst case scenario for the world really.
I hope you enjoy, if it doesn't depress the hell outta you.
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It was night, or in technicality... early morning. I didn't have my watch on so I couldn't possibly know. It was raining, hard... lighting flashed in the distance, soon accompanied by a flash of lightning.
I sighed deeply, rain always had a way of saddening me. The drops of water seeped into the cloth of my shirt as I crossed the street, hands in my pockets. I grasped the wad of money in my pocket tightly, and walked into a corner Drug Store.
I bought a few things, a candy bar, a soda. And the morning edition of the newspaper... Everything was either boring or sad in this town, I thought, reading the newspaper. Boring and Sad was the easiest way to describe the large sprawling city.
My name is of no concern to you, and neither are my personal affairs. Love it or hate it, I don't give a damn.
I threw the paper in the nearest trash receptacle, as a recycling bin was nowhere to be found. I like to be somewhat Eco friendly, what with the faltering condition of Earth and all. Yes, all those myths of Global Warming and the ice caps melting, it all came true eventually. And those recurring earthquakes got progressively worse. And soon, the world fell to chaos. Flash Floods and unexplained disaster everywhere. Let me tell you, I was born in the wrong generation.
I ducked for cover under an awning when Lightning flashed overhead yet again. I hated storms, always did. Ever since I was little, I was terrified of lightning and thunder, I couldn't stand it. I would crawl into Mom and Dads room, or hide in the closet or under the bed until the storm passed. Good times. Sometimes I wish I could just go back and... relive the past. But, that isn't happening anytime soon.
I finally arrived at a creaky stairway that lead up to my apartment. It looked like junk from the outside, but it was actually fairly cozy inside. "Don't judge a book by its cover." Mom always used to say.
I miss Mom, ever since she and Dad seperated I havn't seen head or tail of either since. When I was sixteen, I got signed as an independent, meaning I had to live my own life and fend for myself. I proved I could provide for myself and make a living. And so it was confirmed. I live the free life, no parents or rules to hold me down.
Walking inside my building, I locked the door behind me. I paced over to the window and cranked the Air Conditioning unit up... I took my coat off and hung it up in the closet alongside my other clothing.
I sat on the bed and flipped the Television on, my thumb got sore managing all the channels. Finally I settled on the news. Nothing but pain and suffering of the world flashed before me. I changed the channel.
I had apparently fallen asleep, as I was rudely awoken by a loud clash of thunder. Startled, I jumped a little, my heart beat a bit faster. I realized nothing was going on, and I laid back down. I checked the alarm clock, Six A.M. I sighed, got up - reluctantly mind you -, and head to the door.
Nothing really new happened that day. I ran my same routine of walking through town, being bored. I was fairly broke until my next paycheck came in, so no shopping or anything along those lines. So I just gradually went back home. And took a nap.
I really dont know where this came from... I just started writing, since I was bored and didn't sleep. This little one-shot is supposed to reflect my opinion on modern society... And what I think the future brings.
It also kinda glances in on a worst case scenario for the world really.
I hope you enjoy, if it doesn't depress the hell outta you.
~
It was night, or in technicality... early morning. I didn't have my watch on so I couldn't possibly know. It was raining, hard... lighting flashed in the distance, soon accompanied by a flash of lightning.
I sighed deeply, rain always had a way of saddening me. The drops of water seeped into the cloth of my shirt as I crossed the street, hands in my pockets. I grasped the wad of money in my pocket tightly, and walked into a corner Drug Store.
I bought a few things, a candy bar, a soda. And the morning edition of the newspaper... Everything was either boring or sad in this town, I thought, reading the newspaper. Boring and Sad was the easiest way to describe the large sprawling city.
My name is of no concern to you, and neither are my personal affairs. Love it or hate it, I don't give a damn.
I threw the paper in the nearest trash receptacle, as a recycling bin was nowhere to be found. I like to be somewhat Eco friendly, what with the faltering condition of Earth and all. Yes, all those myths of Global Warming and the ice caps melting, it all came true eventually. And those recurring earthquakes got progressively worse. And soon, the world fell to chaos. Flash Floods and unexplained disaster everywhere. Let me tell you, I was born in the wrong generation.
I ducked for cover under an awning when Lightning flashed overhead yet again. I hated storms, always did. Ever since I was little, I was terrified of lightning and thunder, I couldn't stand it. I would crawl into Mom and Dads room, or hide in the closet or under the bed until the storm passed. Good times. Sometimes I wish I could just go back and... relive the past. But, that isn't happening anytime soon.
I finally arrived at a creaky stairway that lead up to my apartment. It looked like junk from the outside, but it was actually fairly cozy inside. "Don't judge a book by its cover." Mom always used to say.
I miss Mom, ever since she and Dad seperated I havn't seen head or tail of either since. When I was sixteen, I got signed as an independent, meaning I had to live my own life and fend for myself. I proved I could provide for myself and make a living. And so it was confirmed. I live the free life, no parents or rules to hold me down.
Walking inside my building, I locked the door behind me. I paced over to the window and cranked the Air Conditioning unit up... I took my coat off and hung it up in the closet alongside my other clothing.
I sat on the bed and flipped the Television on, my thumb got sore managing all the channels. Finally I settled on the news. Nothing but pain and suffering of the world flashed before me. I changed the channel.
I had apparently fallen asleep, as I was rudely awoken by a loud clash of thunder. Startled, I jumped a little, my heart beat a bit faster. I realized nothing was going on, and I laid back down. I checked the alarm clock, Six A.M. I sighed, got up - reluctantly mind you -, and head to the door.
Nothing really new happened that day. I ran my same routine of walking through town, being bored. I was fairly broke until my next paycheck came in, so no shopping or anything along those lines. So I just gradually went back home. And took a nap.
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