Stalker/end of America (not the world)

Date: 10/1/2017

One day I'm hanging out with my friends Kylie zoe and cami and I get a text. I don't remember exactly what it says but I know it's threatening. It doesn't have a contact. I decide to brush it off as a prank or wrong number. Side note: our phones all come with an app (forgot what it was called) that shows America from space, which for some reason was a circle in the ocean surrounded by a double galaxy shaped orbit of garbage. for some reason the garbage was a good thing and glowed white. It kept out everyone from other countries because we had grown into a very secluded country. Also we had the same technology but people were trying to develop a bomb more powerful than an H bomb to destroy America bc everyone hated us (I was watching this like a movie and sort of omniscient about the whole thing). So back to the dream, me and my friends decide to go to an event (again forgot what it was called) where people show off different inventions to an audience. Someone was showing a flying thing a little like an airplane, but the wings flapped and it was modeled after a carpenter bee. Then I got another text. Idk what it said, but again it was threatening. I told Kylie about it and said I was worried, and she assured me that it was a prank. Then it was announced that a bomb (surprise!!! The super powerful bomb to destroy America) was on its way and those scary ominous sirens started going off. By then it was night. We all started leaving in a panic and it started raining. I reached my aunt Kelly's car (bc she was picking me up instead of my mom???) and as I was about to get in, i got another threatening text, and it was from Kelly. I opened the car door and said "Kelly? It's been you this whole time?" And then we had a little misunderstanding argument and we showed each other our phones and I realized the person sent me the text with Kelly's contact. Then I got in and we drove away and I texted Kylie about the latest development with the texts, and she said I should be worried now. Then flash forward a few years (idk how many) and America was hit with the bomb. Almost everyone died either from the blast or from radiation poisoning. A few people, including me and some random dude, built up an immunity to radiation and continued to survive in the now destroyed America. No other countries tried to claim it bc of the radiation, so it was basically in anarchy and really hard to stay alive. One day me and Random Dude are wandering through the wreckage of what used to be that invention show that I had gone to. We went inside the snack shack and found a little boy and girl. We were like oh shit they're surviving all on their own so we sat them by a table and started talking. They had been born post blast and their parents had died about a year ago. We were like "we'll take you in" and we were telling them about life before the blast. Then I got a phone call, which I hadn't gotten in years, from a girl named Arianne Landers (who was dead). Curious abt who was using her phone, I answered. It was just breathing on the other end, but somehow I knew that it was the same person who had been sending threatening texts to me. I just hung up, weirdly unbothered about it, and continued telling the kids about pre blast America. I got my phone out and showed them the app that shows America from space, which was still in perfect working order. America had gone from mostly green to black and brown, and the garbage orbital, while still looking the same, glowed red instead of white.