THIS

DYSTOPIA
After the earthquake the school laid still
The bodies of my peers taken outside
The sound of a blaring siren permeated
The cafeteria, lockers, backpacks, journals
All was still

Abandoned. Stopped. Motionless.
The streets bustling with life was empty
The trains and planes were vacant
No rush, no long lines
No life

Then I felt a tap on my shoulder
"Its your turn" it said
And I was still

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