Forward

A little authors note before I start I hope you don't mind.  I have written before I switched over from winglin because it won't let me make a new account. If it starts working again I will continue to post on both sites. Being on a new site makes me nervous...please be kind to me! I was going to make this apply but no one really seems interested so I guess I'll stick to the one character thing. Well then onto the story!

            Every story has a beginning and an end. What will my end be? Murphy’s law: Anything that can go wrong will go wrong. Sometimes when I lie still, I listen quietly to the beat of my heart and feel my blood pulse through my body. It almost makes me feel alive, for a moment a smile almost escapes my lips…then Murphy seeps into my thoughts. What kind of miserable life did he to come up with such a pessimistic view of life? One thing he had right, nothing lasts forever.

               In the setting of my world I am dead. If I disappear it doesn’t really matter. No matter who leaves the world will move on, but that does not in any way mean I will give in and let someone else control my life. Let me explain it little better, it was two years ago, they found a “cure” for cancer. FDA approved, passed the experimental treatment period and was released into mainstream medication and routine shots it could even be used for prevention. Correct, all newborn babies, students preschool-university, work places that supplied health insurance, and anyone else that was willing to pay. Women of all ages lined up to get the shot, minus the usual skeptics and of course those without money. If you didn’t guess already, something went terribly wrong. Doesn’t sound dramatic enough for you? Good cause honestly I don’t really care, first went those oh-so-adorable babies, second the beloved children and it was all down hill from there.

              What really went wrong, I’m sure the experts will have plenty of time to figure that out in jail. The women left this world slowly one by one. I don’t feel bad for them many of them deserved it. Especially with the great trouble they have caused me now. The delight on their face why they found out what they were left with still stays fresh in my mind. Those who didn’t get the shot, several pregnant women, skeptics; crazy and sane, people who just hated shots, and then come the women like us…Drop outs, unemployed persons, , the homeless, runaways, junkies, fugitives, crazies and of course the lucky few whom the shot didn’t kill.

                Personally, I prefer to put myself in the category of undefined. Honestly speaking the last of those poisoned by the drug didn’t die off until about a month ago. Adults lasted for almost a full year after the immunization. I pity them. Not because they died, but the weight of knowing that the shot you made your child or friend get cost them their life and having to watch them die before you. Death was probably almost a blessing for some of them. Before the pandemic women were a slight majority it was about 3 men per 4 women or something along that line. Now, it’s 1 woman per 500 men, thank goodness most countries are now accepting homoual relationships because we are going to need them. Of course the government had to give the drug out to 3^rd world countries before they give them to people like me. Other countries are doing better and the ratio isn’t so extreme there. For now they herd us like cows and take count of who ever they can, then categorize and profile us to find out what the hell they're supposed to do with us. We are not for sale, not that theirs not an underground business that’s got that covered. There is a center, for women without parents that wish to be adopted or married and can’t figure out how by them selves. Idiots. The only qualification is that you don’t have a family and surprisingly a majority of girls do, skepticism seems to be genetic. I’d fall into the more unwanted category the reason why isn’t important. I have a job, I work at a lab, somewhere I never thought I would go again…Either way that’s where I am but once I leave my lab, my life is like a game of hide and seek. The world will repopulate itself and then my living hell will end. Or at least that’s what I thought…

2012…the world won’t end even if I wish for it, a myth is a myth. For now I’ll survive in this revamped world, somehow. My name is Aurora, but if anyone asks it’s Kai.

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Thank you for reading even if you are just a silent reader>< I think that's everything...bye bye^^v Oh and if it's hard to read tell me and i'll work on the spacing or what ever~

-Ren