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The
shelter’s quiet except for the low murmur of intense conversation between small
groups of dwellers who’ve banded together for company. It's always like this. Talking is all we do after blackout.
This thrown
together shack is where we eat, sleep, and find sanctuary from Nicor
attacks. I guess it’s home, the only
home some of us will ever know now that the world has changed. We don't talk much about the future – it's
almost a dirty word here. Living from
day-to-day is challenging enough.
There’s no running water in the shelter and only basic sanitation. Our existence is as grim as it gets. I'll never get used to it.
Before the
shelter I had aspirations; dreams of success...and love maybe. I often wondered what my life-plan would be
and where it would take me. Never in my
wildest dreams did I ever imagine I would be imprisoned in a compound with
hundreds of strangers, surviving on miniscule rations handed out to us by a
government that seems to have deserted us.
My heart sinks at the hopelessness of it all but I know I have to grit
my teeth and have faith that things will change for the better.
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3 comments:
If this is the beginning of your novel, it's a good start.
Hi, Richard. Lovely to hear from you. Many thanks. Hope you'll enter the comp x
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