war era

Date: 10/8/2017

First and foremost, we were fighting a war. We had suits that helped us fight- and when we fought, it was all or nothing. But later on I didn't have suits anymore- I was getting people who were bad. I fell in love two different times. I wish I could remember their names, but I know there were two brothers and my ex. The first one was amazing. He loved me. But he died in my arms because i kept seeing a man outside and I went and got him, I was with a girl staying in their base for the night and I looked outside. Each time I did it was a person, so we screamed- because looking out the window at night to see somebody was one of my big fears. He hid underneath the bed- my love, that is. He was gonna catch him off guard.. And when I was trying to find this man again, it was too late and he had hopped out of the fucking dresser of all places. He tried attacking me but my love jumped out, screaming no, and he attacked him. The man got the best of him, hovering over him with a knife that later morphed into a gun. I cried as I tried pushing the gun to aim at another place- anywhere but at him. But he shot three times, and two struck him. I can't remember if I killed the man or not- I think I did, but afterwards I held my love's dead body in my arms. I watched him take his last breaths and it was so vivid and ugly. His busted eye, the bruise on his hollow cheek. And when that was said and done with, my ex came back into the picture. He messaged me about what he wanted to do to me, how he always thought of me and that I was always his number one. I felt mixed feelings about it, and when I saw him we hugged and were so close. We were traveling up steps when I look to my left and see the ocean. Giant waves that had to of been programmed rose over some of the buildings that I could see out the windows. I was on a staircase with my best friend Carly. She was in front of me. We hardly had any time. We were actually going up escalators, and I'm pretty sure they weren't even leading to anywhere. But the waves rose and smashed into the building, and all I could hear was "Brace yourselves!" By one of our teammates. The impact was hard. It knocked down the escalator onto one next to us, and the glass shattered all around. I didn't get any on me, but I remember the vivid feel of being knocked down by the water. It carried us to the side of the building where we watched the water break through the glass, then carry us out. We were separated, but I found her later. I think we were on the losing side of the war when we started hiding. We found little hidden buildings that looked mostly like rubble. In the midst of our search for a room to stay that night, a little pig had grabbed my pants and continually tried stopping me from going upstairs-- and it did, because I heard heavy thunks of feet above me. I grabbed Carly and we hid in what looked like a closet until the noise went away. It came closer and I knew it was next to me in the hall. I held my rifle close and peeked outside into the hallway, where I stared down the barrel of a gun. But the person holding it lowered it and I got up and hugged them so hard. I assume it was my ex.. When we looked at the closet again, it turned out to be one large room with a sliding door and a deck. All of our lights were turned off. I remember staring in wonder as I looked at the clear glass door across the small flooded with junk street and I was surprised to see somebody. An older woman with a child, sitting in her chair and staring out as if waiting for something. We needed food and drink. I stepped out onto the deck and there were more people- a rich looking guy in a white suit and hat, sipping on a pretty wine glass. Then i looked further to see if there were more people, and sure enough there were. Then later it gets into the war. Carly isn't around anymore, but I'm loading up guns and shooting at barrels that would catch fire. I also remember going after somebody. Trying to kill them, really fucking trying but it took me until the very last minute to do so. there wasn't very much else about my lovers and such. my heart is a little sad over them.