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I Am The Only One

I Am The Only One
December 19, 2008
I‘m walking to my house after I get off the bus.
Just as my foot touches the front step, there is an explosion, knocking me off my feet and into the trees behind me.
The last thing I see is a flash of white light, illuminating the wreckage of my world.
Then I sink into unconsciousness.
I may have been asleep for a few days or a few hours.
I don‘t know and I don‘t care.
All I care about is that I am alive and in one piece, at least for the time being.
When I open my eyes, it is late evening.
I‘m trapped underneath a fallen tree trunk.
After I free myself from my makeshift prison, I look around and am horrified by what I see.
The cars are nothing but mounds of burned metal, and the house...
the house is only a skeleton of what it once was.
Before I realize what I am doing, I rush into the house.
The furniture is gone, and the framed pictures are heaps of ash on the scorched carpet.
As if in a trance, I stumble into where my grandma‘s office would have been.
The outline of my grandma‘s body is lying there like a life-size tattoo.
I walk into where my grandparents‘ room would have been, terrified by what I might see, but unable to stop myself.
There I find an imprint of my granddad‘s body, forever etched on the cold stone floor.
I start trembling, but I‘m forced to move, lurching toward my bedroom on stiff legs, too weak to resist the strong pull.
Everything is gone.
I have no clothes, and no place to sleep.
All of my beloved books have been burned, and the imprint of them on the wall drives a knife into my heart when I look at them.
I look down and there, in front of me...
my kitten, Fox.
She, out of everything else, has not been burned black by the nuclear bomb that struck my hometown out of existence so suddenly on this fatal day.
I kneel beside her and stroke her still soft reddish fur.
Then, as it finally hits me, I break down and cry.
I cry for my parents and for my relatives.
I cry for the lost animals and for the people who didn‘t have a chance to live.
I cry for my friends, knowing I‘ll never see them again.
But most of all, I cry for my friends and for my family, knowing that I never got to hug them goodbye and tell them how much I loved them...
how much I cared for them...
how much I need them right now...
how lost and lonely and scared I am without them beside me.
I cry because I never got to see my mom...
I cry because I never got to see my siblings...
I cry because my sister died not knowing she had a sister...
not knowing she was adopted.
That night, as I look up at the stars, I see one that is shining brighter than any other star.
Seeing that star reassures me that God is watching over me and that He will make sure that my loved ones find a special place in Heaven, where they will look oves me and wait until I join them.
When that time comes, I will be reunited not only with my friends and family that have died today, but also with all my loved ones that have gone before me.
Until then, I must have faith; in myself, and in God, that He will see me through this.

by TiffanyLoganAlexander
posted on 09/04/2018

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