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we are the monsters on earth
18th of january
Today the weather showed 57º celsius. The power went out at 12:oo in the morning, then again multiple times after. The power coming to the city isn't enough to sustain all the air conditioners. The electricity bills are coming up so crazily expensive, that when my parents think i'm asleep, i hear them talking of not being able to pay them. I don't know what to do. I want to help them, but I don't know how. Tomorrow is my birthday, but I think they forgot. I'm not going to remind them, cause I don't want them to worry. It got sooooo hot, I thought I was going to die. The water is almost gone from earth. Global warming is getting so serious… I don't know what to think. I might die.
19th jan.
They forgot.
20th of jan.
I fainted today, but we couldn't go to the hospital, because of the outbreak of whatever the newest disease is. After the ice caps melted in the north pole, everything flooded. But that's besides the point. What really matters is that when they melted, all the deadly diseases from a million years ago came back to life, and now, on top of the heat wave and the lack of water, there are tons of deadly viruses and bacteria that are killing everyone. God, this sounds like a story. It doesn't feel real.
21st of january
Today the water ran out. It went all over the news, the radio, everywhere. The taps aren't working, the lake by our house is dried up. They sent pictures of lake michigan on the news yesterday, and it was only a crater. I'm really scared. My mouth is dry, and we only have 3 liters of water left. I'm crying, but I don't want my mother to see. She’s cracking, I can tell. My dad is gone all day, trying to buy water. I'm so thirsty…
22 jan.
I'm so worried, today dad hasn't come home yet from his water search. It's past midnight. My mom is just standing by the door, a blank look in her eyes. She hasn't moved in over an hour. I don't understand. He should have come home by now. I'm gonna go help her
23
He still hasn't come back, I don't know what to do. I'm desperate now, I'm going to go look for him. I'm sorry dad, I know you told me never to leave the house, but mom is sick. She hasn't gotten out of bed, hasn't said a word… but I can see she’s coughing up blood. I need help. So I left the house. I'll keep you updated.
Oh my god. Why? I.. I can't. I need to pull my shit together. Ok. I don't even know why I'm writing this down… I'm going to die anyway. But here’s.. here's what happened when I left the house. I left the house and the heat hit me like a slap, the dizziness coming in waves. The smell came second, like something dead had been left out for too long—which it had. Bodies were littering the floor. Some were killed, probably in a fight for water. Some looked asleep, some were shriveled, dry looking. Some had blood coming from all the holes in their body - their mouths, eyes, noses, ears, it was everywhere. I threw up the second I left the house. But I had to find my father, because I think my mom has the m-Y52, the newest–and deadliest–disease. And I need him to help us. But it's too late, because I found him dead in an alley, his throat slit. He was already on his way home. He probably had found water, and someone had seen him. He's dead. My father is dead. I… I don't understand. Why? Why me? I'm going to go now.
24
Mother started vomiting blood yesterday. I don't know how to treat it. Also, it's one of the most contagious illnesses, so I'm going to die. I'm ok with that. The world is ending anyway. I'm going to go sleep.
25
Today I cried, and instead of tears, blood came out. I started to cough, and so much blood came… I don't know what to do. My whole body hurts, feels like knives are splitting my skin. It will only get worse. My mother screams at night. It sounds like the world is ripping itself out of her chest. Today she started scratching herself, bloody nail tracks down her body. I have to start restraining her, so she doesnt kill herself. I'm in bed the whole day, except when I'm taking care of my mother. It hurts just to write. I think im going to kill myself and my mother tomorrow. I don't want us to suffer anymore. I'm a coward. I can't face that pain. I'm terrified. I'll do it tomorrow.
The Last Day
I got the pistol from under my bed. I'm writing as I do this, because I want to be remembered. Although everyone is going to be dead anyways, so i don't know why it matters. But I feel like it does. Mother is sleeping. It's better that way. She doesn't have to see this. I stand over her, place the gun to her temple. I squeeze my eyes shut, I don't think I can do this. But I will, because she needs me. She's suffering too much. I take a deep breath, and pull the trigger. Her head explodes, I'm sobbing, screaming, screaming, screaming. I yank the gun to my head, and I don't hesitate to pull the trigger.
Dedicated to my bestie, Gui. Who didnt think that it was a sufficient ending.
© l.l.g.
Today the weather showed 57º celsius. The power went out at 12:oo in the morning, then again multiple times after. The power coming to the city isn't enough to sustain all the air conditioners. The electricity bills are coming up so crazily expensive, that when my parents think i'm asleep, i hear them talking of not being able to pay them. I don't know what to do. I want to help them, but I don't know how. Tomorrow is my birthday, but I think they forgot. I'm not going to remind them, cause I don't want them to worry. It got sooooo hot, I thought I was going to die. The water is almost gone from earth. Global warming is getting so serious… I don't know what to think. I might die.
19th jan.
They forgot.
20th of jan.
I fainted today, but we couldn't go to the hospital, because of the outbreak of whatever the newest disease is. After the ice caps melted in the north pole, everything flooded. But that's besides the point. What really matters is that when they melted, all the deadly diseases from a million years ago came back to life, and now, on top of the heat wave and the lack of water, there are tons of deadly viruses and bacteria that are killing everyone. God, this sounds like a story. It doesn't feel real.
21st of january
Today the water ran out. It went all over the news, the radio, everywhere. The taps aren't working, the lake by our house is dried up. They sent pictures of lake michigan on the news yesterday, and it was only a crater. I'm really scared. My mouth is dry, and we only have 3 liters of water left. I'm crying, but I don't want my mother to see. She’s cracking, I can tell. My dad is gone all day, trying to buy water. I'm so thirsty…
22 jan.
I'm so worried, today dad hasn't come home yet from his water search. It's past midnight. My mom is just standing by the door, a blank look in her eyes. She hasn't moved in over an hour. I don't understand. He should have come home by now. I'm gonna go help her
23
He still hasn't come back, I don't know what to do. I'm desperate now, I'm going to go look for him. I'm sorry dad, I know you told me never to leave the house, but mom is sick. She hasn't gotten out of bed, hasn't said a word… but I can see she’s coughing up blood. I need help. So I left the house. I'll keep you updated.
Oh my god. Why? I.. I can't. I need to pull my shit together. Ok. I don't even know why I'm writing this down… I'm going to die anyway. But here’s.. here's what happened when I left the house. I left the house and the heat hit me like a slap, the dizziness coming in waves. The smell came second, like something dead had been left out for too long—which it had. Bodies were littering the floor. Some were killed, probably in a fight for water. Some looked asleep, some were shriveled, dry looking. Some had blood coming from all the holes in their body - their mouths, eyes, noses, ears, it was everywhere. I threw up the second I left the house. But I had to find my father, because I think my mom has the m-Y52, the newest–and deadliest–disease. And I need him to help us. But it's too late, because I found him dead in an alley, his throat slit. He was already on his way home. He probably had found water, and someone had seen him. He's dead. My father is dead. I… I don't understand. Why? Why me? I'm going to go now.
24
Mother started vomiting blood yesterday. I don't know how to treat it. Also, it's one of the most contagious illnesses, so I'm going to die. I'm ok with that. The world is ending anyway. I'm going to go sleep.
25
Today I cried, and instead of tears, blood came out. I started to cough, and so much blood came… I don't know what to do. My whole body hurts, feels like knives are splitting my skin. It will only get worse. My mother screams at night. It sounds like the world is ripping itself out of her chest. Today she started scratching herself, bloody nail tracks down her body. I have to start restraining her, so she doesnt kill herself. I'm in bed the whole day, except when I'm taking care of my mother. It hurts just to write. I think im going to kill myself and my mother tomorrow. I don't want us to suffer anymore. I'm a coward. I can't face that pain. I'm terrified. I'll do it tomorrow.
The Last Day
I got the pistol from under my bed. I'm writing as I do this, because I want to be remembered. Although everyone is going to be dead anyways, so i don't know why it matters. But I feel like it does. Mother is sleeping. It's better that way. She doesn't have to see this. I stand over her, place the gun to her temple. I squeeze my eyes shut, I don't think I can do this. But I will, because she needs me. She's suffering too much. I take a deep breath, and pull the trigger. Her head explodes, I'm sobbing, screaming, screaming, screaming. I yank the gun to my head, and I don't hesitate to pull the trigger.
Dedicated to my bestie, Gui. Who didnt think that it was a sufficient ending.
© l.l.g.
