After Rapture

Mom always said smoking reefer would keep me out of heaven. I just didn't expect her and everyone else I know to float up to heaven. How was I supposed to know God would start pulling people up to the sky in the middle of Spring?

I should have spent more time hunting with dad. I'm running low on bullets and I haven't hit anything yet. Guns shouldn't be this hard to use. Maybe I'll trade the guns for a spot in one of the survivor groups. I was waiting, hoping the rest of us would get saved as well.

It never happened. I ran out of can goods first. There's nobody to restock our closest grocery store. We get water and electricity from a major city, so we're comfortable just hungry. Maybe I should pack up and my way to a city...

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