Who am I? I wish I knew. My name is James Morgon, as if it mattered. The world has ended.
I remember that day, that horrible day 15 years ago. I was 13 then, there was nothing speacil about me, just your average teen.
Of course everyone had heard the news. North Korea had invaded South Korea, so what? It had no meaning to me. A few months later Russia and China joined the fight...and than America. Soon the whole world was at war, World War 3. But it still didnt matter, I lived in America, the war was in Asia. The allies were winning, the war was almost over...or so we thought. I was at home that day, it was a saturday. A good day. My parents were at work and I was watching tv. All of a sudden the screen turned black, I reached for the power button only to jump back when I saw the President on tv. "Must of accidently changed the channel" I said to myself. But he was on every channel. "What the...."Than he spoke, telling everyone to get into their basements. And he looked into the camera and said goodbye. The went white. I got off the couch and went outside. I saw a streak of smoke traveling across the sky, heading towards the city, heading towards my parents. My neighbors were looking at the streak to. I watched it for five minutes. By that time more streaks of smoke were coming into view. Some of the neighbors went inside of their houses. My heart was beating fast. Than the streak went out of view. "Must've been a plane" said a man standind next to me. Than there was a bright flash and everyone looked away, the earth shook and I heard a distant explosion. Followed by the sound of falling buildings. The rest of my neighbors ran inside, so did I. I hid in my basement that entire day. The earth kept shaking and I thought the next nuke would land on my house.
I woke up the next morning, cold sweat on my forhead. I went upstairs, feeling sick to my stomach. I went outside and saw plumes of smoke rising from the direction of the city, maybe my parents had gotten out.