From Humble Beginnings
Prologue
Only 18. Yesterday I had been happily sharing a meal with my mother and father, laughing and chattering away to them. I wake up in the morning and they're gone. How was I not able to wake up to find out what was going on? I stand in the main room, staring at the wall in anger. Fists clenched, nose flared and veins throbbing, the desire for destruction runs through my mind. I proceed to launch the table across the wall, upon which it breaks upon contact, and immediately throw the chairs at it too. Why. Why! Why did this have to happen to me! I had done nothing wrong. My family had done nothing wrong. Why were we targeted then! Having calmed myself down, I grab a bag, collecting food, a container with water, clothing and other necessities and place them all inside. I may not have much, but hopefully I will have enough to keep me going until I can find more of what I need. With the intention of finding out what happened to my parents, I walk outside of the farmhouse and gaze at the countryside.
A beautiful land of opportunity it seemed. The luscious grassland, sloping ever so gently for miles, petals dotted throughout with the occasional tree to offer more diversity to the landscape. A radiant sun shines down upon the ground, with birds chirping away as if there was not a problem in the world. Finally relaxed, I proceed down the dusty path from the farmhouse and reach a crossroads. Left or right? Both ways seem inviting, but I choose to go westwards. I continue along the path, taking in all that surrounds me, as I optimistically predict what lays in store for me.
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Sorry it's so short, i'm just getting started