The Dying World Of The Last Boy On Earth

(This chapter is from the BOY's point of view, okay? Not the girl's. That is why it's called 'the dying world of the last BOY on earth'...) Boy often acts younger than he is (15) and talks to the World as a person. don't worry all will be explained.

The sky is a sort of dark purple blue tonight, World. It’s a nice colour. Comforting, like a warm duvet wrapping around you in the semi darkness. Like a great hug that shields your eyes against embracing arms, but gives off the sensation of colour, even when you cannot see it.

At least, that’s what I imagine it’s like; only I don’t think anyone’s hugged me lately. Not since Freya died. It’s like Mother and Father are scared to feel love anymore, in case I die too. I won’t though, World; I’ve made a promise, to myself, and Freya, that I’ll keep going. That I’ll carry on no matter what, no matter what happens in this messed up world I’ll live to be old for her, for the both of us.

Only, lately i keep hearing things on the radio, and it makes you shudder to think of all those things happening on this earth. All those things happening in this very city. But maybe it will be okay, maybe someone will fix things. Maybe things will change...

 

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[Eira Anchor]

hmmm. if only.
i really like her