Short Stories

4

    Im tired, he mumbled at the breakfast table.

Honestly same, I've had the same horrid dream for the past week and a half, I replied. Not knowing we had the same dream.

Was it where the world was ending? He retorted nonchalantly.

I thought to myself How did he know?

    Im pretty sure the whole block has had this dream. He stated, breaking me away from my own thoughts.

Mark, are you scared at all? Like knowing it is all going to end soon? My voice barely above a whisper. I was scared there is no doubt about it but, Mark was so relaxed. How can he be so calm in this situation?

Yes and, no, it is a lot to take in at the moment but knowing whats going to happen doesn't phase me. I can't change it no matter how much I would like to. Its just the fate of the word. He shrugged.

I guess I never saw it that way, in that case, what shall we do today? I replied still scared of what is about to come.

    I say we just stay home and watch some movies, lets call off work  and just spend the day together. He suggested. I nodded in reply.

As the day went on it was finally time to turn in. We went to bed, turned the lights off. The last thing I can recall is us saying is I love you.

Then the world turned black.