As I looked at my friends in dismay in their body bags I began to cry. I have no more friends. I pick up my bag and I call a taxi to drive me to my loft where me and Sofia lived. It takes great effort not to destroy everything of hers when I get their this sadness had turned to anger. Why did she have to die? Why did everyone have to die? Why not me? I thought over and over again. As I lost consciousness.
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Thunder storm
Science FictionIt's raining and storming your at work what could go wrong? Plenty! Sofia Grace was twenty three. She had worked at her job for a long time now and was about to get a promotion until that horrible storm. She works at a grocery store inside of a car...
