And now, it’s just like this…

Everything was perfect...

The trees were green and healthy, the skies were blue, the air was fresh...

Everybody was happy... until no one was happy anymore...

From happiness to sadness. From confidence to fear. From quiet to chaos.

It all started two months ago, but we sort of knew it was coming, but we took it as a joke, as a 'maybe', we didn't know. How foolish of us.

Hi! My name is Spencer. Before you even think that I am a boy, you must know I'm not. I am just a simple girl, so at least this is what I thought. I am a typical kind of person. I go to work, I pet my cat, I water my plants. Nothing special, besides my family, of course. You see, my family is complicated and old. Our history dates back when the witches were a thing and the stake was another, but they were very often combined. No, I am not a witch to my own disappointment and perhaps yours as well. My family it's not from Salem or anything like that. We just have a vast history. But I will be fair to you, sometimes I have those curious dreams, about a village and a bonfire, but maybe that's just the result from the countless questions like: 'Are you a witch?', 'Is it true that your family's ancestors were from Salem?'. No and no, but those questions hunted me every time. I would be lying if I would say that my family isn't weird, because it is, like take this time when my great great something killed those women, mother, and daughter. Apparently, he had an outrageous affair with the mother which led to the attempt of **** on the daughter. The mother, of course, figured it all out and tried to end the affair, but little did she or anyone else knew that that man was a living breathing psychopath, so when she rejected him countless times, he just killed both. I even saw a picture of the scene, that appeared in the paper for some reason, where the mother was stabbed and dead on the bed and the daughter stabbed and dead on the floor. The room was a mess, food and blood on the carpet and bloody sheets on the bed. Also, the feet of a detective were in the picture, and I originally thought that they were his feet, the great great something I mean, but then I read the article closer.

Do you see what I mean? Not a very ordinary family, but we got our 'ordinary' when all the family was together on Thanksgiving, Christmas, or Easter. From parents to grandparents, uncles, and cousins. Me and my cousins always had a thing for basketball when we were kids, and we got together for all sorts of holidays and gatherings. I remember when I was fourteen and there was this family reunion, in July if I'm not mistaken, so all my cousins were at my house, and we were playing basketball in the driveway, and our relatives were either with my dad outside, either with my mom inside, helping her with all the cooking.

It was all perfect, we still had some gatherings when I got older, but it all changed about three months ago, when we heard on the news that some kind of space thing is coming towards our planet, but we laughed at that piece of crap news, and we were wrong.

A month after, it happened. A huge wave of heat and radiations were here, and don't ask how we survived, because we didn't... I am the only one from my family who survived, because I got in the bunker at the good time. My family didn't believe it, and look at them now... I don't even know where their bodies are.

The wave was gone after a month, but chaos was present. A lot of people died, too many, and everyone has gone mad. They're fighting and killing over food and water, over places to lay down and sleep, and many other things.

We are still in the bunker, and we don't know what is going on outside.

All we know is that everything was perfect two months ago...

And now, it's just like this...