The world truly was a terrifying place.
Whenever I felt at ease-
Whenever I felt good about my life-
Whenever-
I felt peace-
Shit happened.
Every single time.
Every single damn time!
When I first took over a city- my best friend died.
When I first took over a country- my first born- my little girl- died.
When I first took over the continent- half of my friends… died.
People-
Always died…
Yet-
I didn't.
I saw everything-
Repeat-
Thousands of times over and over-
Death…
"You don't look so good-"
Birds chirped- probably going back home.
The sun had turned awfully orange-
Kids were running around.
Two kids had me surrounded though.
Susan and Sean.
"Not really," I said.
But of course, that was a lie.
Just this morning- mom explained something to me.
Namely-
