The year 8473. An island falling to smithereens. Animals are dying out quickly. Pollution is at its highest. One girl feels so much sorrow. The memories are fading. Time is running out... quickly.

Living in the year 8473 is not easy. Animals die out quickly as well as crops, pollution is at its highest and the days are getting darker and darker.... and darker. As I sit in this God for saken depressing flat I stare out at the full moon in the midnight sky. I can only wonder how things can get worse. 

My parents died 20 years ago when I was 3 years old in a vicious bomb attack which killed 300 people. I was the only survivor. Every night I dream of the attack, and every morning I wake up crying feeling sadness and sorrow. But what am I to do? I have no one here to lean on for help, no one to wake up to on a morning, and no one to love. 

So I live in the past in this small, cold, horrible flat waiting for my day to die. 

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