No Tears Left To Cry

The Beginning

Everyone screaming, it took us all my surprised and one by one everyone i knew and loved was dead,  the Emptiness I felt as i walked through the once beautiful and busy streets now crowded with dead bodies everywhere, maybe if you look hard enough you might even find your little brothers body, rotting, i know I did. Theres nothing left to live for but yet am still here. Why arnt i dead yet, i ask myself that everyday. Everyone i know and love is dead, why cant i die too. I  scan the streets, its was almost as if everyone was dead but me. But why spare me God, I am no better than them. I walked into a broken down supermarket, searching for food, taking  anything i could find i was so hungry, there wasn't much   I could find, Most of it all expired or rotting away but i didn't care i was too hungry to be disgusted with myself.  I stuffed some in my bag and just my luck I found my favorite snack, looking at it I remembered so much , tears almost come to my eyes but there was no tears left to cry. I packed all  i could and walked back into my hiding spot curled up in those old sheets i had found and soon fell into a deep slumber.

I was dreaming, no not the regular kinda dream. The kinda dreams i tried not to think about because it could never be possible. I smelled eggs and beacon, it felt warm and when i open my eyes i was home, in my room, covered in my favorite blanket. i pinched myself. it just couldn't be real. My mom walks into my room, she was talking but i was in a shock , i only say her mouth moving. She moves even closer putting her hand my forehead. talking to me still but yet i couldn't hear the words. This cant be possible, she died in front of my eyes i saw her die. My little brother Tommy came rushing, jumping unto to my bed as he normally does before everything happend. His bright lite up eyes i remembered  that i once saw dull, and lifeless. I grabbed him and wrapped him in an embrace because if this was a dream , I'd rather enjoy it while it was  possible.  I quickly ran past them rushed down the step and opened the front door  , forgetting even my slippers as i ran outside. The street was busy, my neighbor was walking his dog, children were riding bicycles past me , it looked how it was before  everything happend. My soul came at peace, i had pinched myself so much times its must be real with that i ran inside, my mom and dad looking at be concerned but all i could do was run into their arms. " Your Real , every things real" i sobbed over and over. My mom held me a bit but their faces grew even more with concern. " of course  its real are you ok hunny,  did you have a bad dream?". she asked, i just snogged closer  not responding , just taking anything in. Then it dawned upon me, the question i should have been asking. " am ok mom , it was just a bad dream, mom what day is it" i asked urgently. They looked a at each other then back at me. " It  the second of January and you should be on your way to school lady but since you dont seem ok , i think you can should stay  home "  she said, putting her hand on my forehead. " what year is it?" i asked. They then exchanged another look with each other as if i had just asked a weird question. " its 2018 sweetie , are you sure your ok" my dad asked. I just realized how crazy i was acting so i quickly composed myself and put on a smile on my face. telling myself I'd think about this later but for now I'd just relax. "yes am ok , just abit hungry, whats for breakfast" they smiled and dad cracked a joke about me always being hungry and for awhile I felt no worry. i dont know what happend but i was with my family again and that all that mattered right now.