Disclaimer

The end of the world began a little over two months ago, it was a sunny, barely windy day and my family had just moved from Illinois. Some could say that the apocalypse was the worst thing to ever happen to them, but for me... it was the best.

For me, it granted the freedom I never had but for others, it granted them an eternal suffering they never asked for. I spent a few peaceful weeks, exploring myself as well as the beauty of the nature around me.

Those peaceful weeks stopped when I was attacked, though.

I should've suffered and died like everyone else, but I didn't.

And sometimes, I wish I had.

My name is Sang and this is a story about my inevitable end.