Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #apocalypse Clear filter
#macdoom challenge The end is nigh, Just three days to go; Will we disappear in a fire ball, Or burn real slow. The end of the world, The dawn of doom; Will we ever see, The light of the moon.
*Zayden's P.O.V.* When I walked into her room, Ash's mom was up and looking out her window. She spun around and looked at me. "What has the world come too?," she asked. "The end," I replied.
I didn't talk to Zayden for the rest of the night. Not that I was mad at him, I just didn't know what else to say. I didn't sleep a wink that night and when I finally did my mom poked her head in.
All of a sudden I wasn't inside of my head anymore I was inside of his. I tried to pull away but his grip on my hand tightened. "No," he whispered, "You need too see this.
This story was written as part of a competition at my college where we were given the first line and had five minutes to write a story.
Hello again, today is Monday, December 10, 2012. In eleven days the world is supposed to end. According to the Mayan calendar, our beloved Earth will hit its expiration date on the 21st of December.
Meow motherfuckers So yeah, a whole lot about the world going to end sometime before the new year. The 21st of December being general consensus by what I'm hearing.
I have often thought On silver-mist hazed days, Punctuated by the soft beat of the rain on the glass: What would I whisper to you Huddled close under a collapsed wall, and Clutching you tight,...
The walls come tumbling down and take with them all the history every written on them. All the untold tales that they witnessed and withstood wiped away as they fall.
Under the rubble,. Devastation and fear,. Is an apocalypse,. Coming very near,. The appreciation we gave,. Wasn't too much,. War and disaster took place,. And it made the world rough,.
#opussweeklychallenge Ringwood New Forest Englandi December 21st 2012 As the last star of night blinks it's eye and goes to sleep, the golden light of dawn washes colour across the land.
Dear future, It's the 18th of December 2012. I just thought you would like to know. I hope someone does end up reading this because the end is coming.
#opussweeklychallenge My heart is unyielding. It pounds under my skin and I have no want to stop it. My heart was meant to LIVE.
Dear Future...Dear someone If you are reading this...then me and my loved ones are no more. We are merely dust, all our memories, hopes and dreams have turned to ash.
#opussweeklychallenge. Damn those Mayans, seems they were right. For the end of the world is clearly in sight. In just three days our world will be clean.
An explosion. Of darkness and absolute black. An explosion. From which there is no coming back. An explosion. There's no way to defend. An explosion. Bringing life to an end. An invention.
It's 18th December 2012, the end of the world is in three days.
The observation deck looked like Christmas. The screens flickered blankets over Dale and Brock, who lounged in their rolling chairs, eating chicken wings, drinking beer.
Ash comes pouring from the sky, It's time to wish this world goodbye, It's broken, torn beyond repair, So much more than 'worse for wear'.
A world in peril. The end is now. Zombies through chemical warfare. Roam the streets of every city and town. Theirs brains no longer function. Hunger is all that drives.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, October 7, 2012. Now according to Hollywood and people with tin hats "twenty twelve" is the end all be all of our existence on Earth.
A fellow Opussien has just written a great Poem about the End Of The World.
Numbers and predictions about the world coming to an end I just don't understand the message that they send It seems to me like a rising trend New religions have even been born to address the...
Death and danger is all it contained,. Dust and decay is all that remained,. Wilted flowers and dying trees,. Falling skies and boiling seas,. When humanity rained down fire,.