Death of hope
The world ended on the second day of summer vacation.
Countries were suddenly underwater, volcanoes erupted all over the world and the earth cracked open. If a city wasn’t hit by a tsunami, it would either be destroyed by a volcano or earthquake.
Billions of humans and animals died. The ones that did survive are still fighting everyday to stay alive. Of course, now the question is: What happened? But nobody knows what happened. All we know is that this is the new situation, so adapt or die.
My name is Aurora and this is the story of how I adapted, of how I lost the people I love one after the other, of how my hope slowly died.