Hanuel - Page 45

I stood up from the girl. I walked around, looking for any survivors. I found very few, about 38 total. 17 men, 21 female. Our town was already small enough. Before the attack we had a residency of 169 people. Now there's only 38 of us left. 131 people. Dead. 2 of which were my parents.
We all decided to walk to the nearest town, which was 2 miles south of here, considering that help would not be arriving anytime soon. So we started walking. It took us a while, considering that some of us we... Read Full Chapter

She looked so innocent, so special. So precious. But all there was left, was a little black face. I could see the terror in her, even though there were no facial features, in fact, the little face looked more like a football then it did a face. I fell to the ground. Crying. She was dead, unable to make it to the shelters. Such an innocent thing. Destroyed. That's what they do. They take something you love. Something so precious. They take the last sweet thing you have and rip it up. There wou... Read Full Chapter