• World War III
    Chapter. 1
    December 4th… 4:30A.M. 3010,

    I awoke to the sound of sirens buzzing loudly all through knixleopollis. Ours was a rather radiant city… A beautiful mass of sky scrapers 100+ feet tall… Though we were the only city that still used sirens. My first thoughts were, ‘it has to be another testing drill’ since we have had those rather frequently lately. Unfortunately to my dismay, I was wrong… Seconds later my mother busted in my room and I began to smell smoke.
    “Milo! Hurry we haven’t much time we must leave now!”
    “What’s going on?!” I yelled. My mother didn’t hear me... I didn’t expect her to above all the commotion. As I ran out of my room all I could see was fire… everywhere… I was so scared I didn’t know what to do. As we rushed through the hellish fire in what we once called home we tried desperately to find an exit and once we did we burst trough the window and out to the ground… looking up was a sight that will haunt my dreams for life… even now the very image of it terrifies me… I looked up and saw fire raining from the sky… it was as if all of hell had broken loose on earth! Missiles hitting buildings crashing to the ground, distant explosions, screams. It was the most horrible thing that could ever happen in the world to me. I was skeptical. I can’t imagine how my expression must have looked but I do know all the questions that raced through my head. Like: ‘why is this happening?’, ‘what’s going on?!’’ will I die?’ Is this the end of the world?’… it seemed all I could think of was death and I kept imagining all these horrible things happening to us. I couldn’t bear it. I was lifeless. It felt as if all that was good had died in me. I could barely see in front of me through the smoke and fire. It was devastating to say the least. There is absolutely no way I could ever express how horrible it was. We finally arrived at a farm house on a hill behind all the smoke and fire. There was a cellar there. We quickly ran inside and spent the remainder of the morning there.
    It was probably well around 11A.M. in the morning before we even thought about coming out. But once we finally did we had to bust through the cellar doors because of everything that was collapsed on it. Once we finally climbed out of the pile of wood from the house and everything else that was abliterated to pieces to reveal light, which stung my eyes for at least 5minutes before they adjusted and there was nothing left. Everything had been completely destroyed… there was smoke and remains of homes and sheds and there were even bodies. I fell to my knees and buried my head in the ground and cried till I couldn’t cry anymore and my mom, well, I can’t really describe her feelings. She was just, blank. We finally got up the nerve to walk back to our home, or rather, what was left of it. As we walked through the city it was all nothing but ruins. Collapsed buildings, smoke, bodies. There was nothing left. What was once a radiant utopia was now nothing but a wasteland. When we finally arrived home, we stared at the ruins. We couldn’t even call it home anymore. It was nothing but broken metal, brick, wood, pieces of furniture; the stairs were broken in two and that was it. We stayed for awhile that day. We had nowhere else to go now. It was too much to take in. I died that day. Once we left I had no emotions what so ever. I no longer felt, I no longer longed, I no longer wished, it seemed now there was nothing to wish for. I no longer hoped, there was no hope, what little hope I felt was left was substituted for emptiness. Now there was only one option. Not knowing what else of the United States had been whipped out, we later decided it was best to maybe find a transportation source to Texas, because that was where my aunt Nancy lived, hopefully still lived. I wondered if I would ever be the same for the longest time until I finally grasped hold of the fact that there was no possible way I could ever be the same happy little kid I was. Now, being aware of all this evil that for so long I didn’t even know existed, how could any person be the same?
    Chapter. 2
    December 9th 3010, War is officially declared on the United States. In 2097 Russia launched a missile on Northern Germany by mistake and in retaliation Northern Germany dropped an atomic bomb on Moscow, Russia. France, being allied with Germany before it split in the war of 2076 also fought with Russia by dropping another bomb on Chelyabinsk in 3002. Then, China, who was at war with Japan ever since 2083 because of market crashes and illegal trade made a treaty in 2087 to attack Europe for land which is now part of China and Japan. Seeking more land they move over to where the mini war between Northern Germany, France, and Russia. This resulted in a war between these countries that has lasted to the day of the attack on the United States. The reason for the attack was because of trades we made with all of these other countries. All countries were responsible for the bombing over all of the United States. The war is named as “The hell war” Or “World WarIII”
    The war drags on. In 3018, Milo enlists…