Guise. Help me. I need help on this big banging story that I have to do for one of my classes. I mean, c'mon! It's spring break. Like, really, and I have sh^t tons of other work I have to do. I need at least 5 pages and so far I've only done 3 pages. Can someone give me some ideas? And it has to be based on figurative language and be about this MASSIVE SOLAR FLARE going to destroy the Earth AND all the cars are not working (except older ones), all CPU's are burned out, and the internet and landline is down. So, yeah. Sorry to bother but if you want to see the work I've done so far I'll put it up here (sorry if I'm not that good at writing, I'm still working on it):

Ding!

The clock strikes 12 and I’m still on my laptop watching sci-fi movies. Pfft, might as well kiss my beauty sleep good-bye.

I turn my attention back to my computer and I mentally cringe and shake my head at the poorly acted scene that is playing on my monitor. Like, really? I would totally survive if I was in a movie.

“No, the world isn’t ending. Hey, let’s grab some ice cream!” I scoff at the screen. Why am I watching this again? Oh yeah, I’m procrastinating. Well, guess I’ll have to cram tomorrow. I sigh as start exiting tabs on my laptop. “Close, close, close, bye twitter, close, YouTube, close …” Yes I’m a tabs person, what can I say?

Right as I was about to shut down my laptop, it just popped! Like a zit! Okay, no maybe I was just exaggerating. But it really just went blank on me! Wait. What is that smell? Man, smells like… burning plastic. I hate burning plastic. It’s bad for the Earth. I flip my laptop over and the scent hit me like a truck. So, it’s you huh? I really have got to stop watching movies the whole day. Mom’s going to slap me.

I shrug my shoulders. Nothing I can do now. The crackle of static from the radio reminded me that I had to turn that one off too. Just hope it doesn’t explode on me or something. I got off my computer chair and walked towards my bedside table where my radio is at.  

“It’s around twelve and we are experiencing some technical difficulties here in the station”- Suddenly the static stopped- “THIS IS A NATION-WIDE EMERGENCY.  WE HAVE BEEN RECENTLY NOTIFIED OF A MASSIVE SOLAR FLARE COMING TOWARDS THE EARTH. IT IS ADVISED THAT ALL CITIZENS ARE TO BE AWARE. PLEASE STAND-BY AND WAIT FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS FROM OFFICIALS”.

Then there was static.

After a long pause, I turned it off and let out my breath not noticing that I have been holding it in. What was that? Should I tell mom? Nah, I’m probably imagining it. I should really stop watching those movies. It’s messing with my head. I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts as I got ready for bed.

POP!  What the- I look towards my bedside table to see my iPhone (still plugged into the wall) dead. Like literally dead. I walked towards it and tried turning it on, but it’s no use. There goes my alarm clock. Mom is going to slap me to next Sunday.

This could be real you know? My brain said. As, I was having a mental argument with my brain, my mom just burst through my door like a madwoman… not that she wasn’t one ever since but y’know.  “Oh good you’re awake! Come on. Pack your things. We’re getting out of here!” she said in a rush. Oh, so I wasn’t imagining it… oh well. How’d she know anyways? “What are you doing staring into space?! Get moving! We’ll be at your aunt’s house for the mean time. Let’s go!”

I tried to get all of this into my head to know that this was actually happening. I look at my mom who basically ransacked my room and is holding my suitcase. Jeez mom, calm down. I shook my head (which seems like the umpteenth time that night) at her nagging at me for being so “unprepared” as we ascended the stairs and are making our way to the garage. “Mom… mom. Okay. I get it. Just start the car” I told her right when we got in.

“Okay wait, where are my keys?” my mom looked around the car in panic realizing that they were in her hands all along. “Never mind I found them” she said looking flustered. “Oh mom”, “Shut up” she retorted.

She started the car and the old thing just started sputtering and died. Mom started it again and the engine roared to life. Yeah, more like wheezed. “We seriously need a new car” I said as I made myself comfortable in my chair. “Yeah, you have money?” mom asked as she backed out of the driveway.  She huffed and asked me to turn up the radio and listen for more news. Oh mom. You’re such a… mom.

We were already on the freeway when I took a look around. Everything looks so… dead. You’d think in a nation-wide alert you would have people panicking and running around like lunatics. Yeah, no. It seems so empty. Maybe no one heard about the alert yet?  Possibly. Who could be awake at this time of night? You know… except me.

“So mom, who’s this aunt I’ve never heard of?” I questioned. “Your Aunt J, don’t you remember her?” she answered. I replied no. “Well, she lives 30 minutes from here. She lives close to the airport, so just in case…” mom trailed off.

Wow. That’s really helpful mom. Note the sarcasm. Hold on, how come I’ve never heard of this “aunt”? Things are getting really suspicious…

And that is where I stopped.

*I was thinking that they go through a series of events which will probably take up one page. Then in the end the main character (whose name is not stated) “wakes up” at the same time the clock strikes twelve and the things repeat itself but I need more ideas. Please help me if you have time. I'll give you a cookie and credit you in my story I'm still working on. ♥