[ WP ] The first diary entry of a person who has been accidentally forgotten and left on Earth when everyone else has ascended to a higher plane .

A matte crimson blanket crept slowly over the horizon. There was no wind, just a heavy feeling of utter despair. It was exactly as they said it would be. Humanity, as punishment for willful ignorance, and vandalism of the Earth, would be be consumed and returned to the One to be remade. So, we would become legion, the aggregate life force of humanity, fighting its last stand against its newly discovered originator, rejecting our fate. Bombs, poison, none of it worked. We abandoned what we were fighting for just to say that we fought. Idiotic some said, but not everyone got to choose. Here I am, lucky I suppose for a moment. I wonder if One will spare me, as I am only one. I doubt it though. I can feel it on my back, a very relaxing feeling. This bright light.My body is....dissolving. 
 
 
 Edit: First'story' I have written in like 8 years. Just giving it a shot I guess.
