Chalk

It was year 2014, the destiny called out in chaos for the end of humanity. Fleeing crowds hovered the land as did the ships in sky, bombs took over the last lives and the only survival was to escape. Amidst the cries, she stood alone, a chalk in her hand and her parents looking down at her as they bid their last cold goodbyes. She was lonely in a chaos she couldn't understand, all she knew was to wait and count for a promise that was only a distracting lie.