3This was a random Idea I just had pop into my head. I loved it, so I thought I'd give it a shot.
My names Zoey Getz, odd name, but this is a odd story, so it fits.
One year ago something bad happend, some call it the end of the world, others, the rapture. I believe more towards the rapture story. Yes, I believe in God, and if thats a problem, stop reading now. In times like these, someone needs to believe in something.
But anyways, back to my story. Most people where "taken" or just disapeard, a day later some nasty mofo demons startted popping up everywhere. A few of us where left, a year ago there was me, five of my family, and a few other people. Now, just under twelve months later, theres me, my older brother Caleb, my little sister Molly, and my mom. My dad and his twin brother Mike where killed two weeks ago when they (the demons) found where we were hideing. Besides us its one of my friends Bethany Tobolski, and three guys we found a few months ago. William Vaugith, Chris Martin, and Brent Christian.
Besides us, there are a few humans who have startted bending to the new "rules". Bar code tatoos are the newest fashion, no more ID's. Sounds cool right?
No, wrong. Every bit of your information if packed into a code on your wrist, everything about you. And if they want to find you, for any reason, all they have to do is punch in your code and they'll know right where your at, and if at anytime you don't meet there standards, you disapear. And getting the tatoo in the first place is dangerous, you see, when I mean ''they'' I mean theres like a whole new goverment, there isn't TV anymore, and getting a radio is about impossible, but from what little me and the rest of us have learnd, there anti God. Really, there almost anti everything, and if you even slip out of there...we'll call them requirments...well you get the trend, you disapear.
Me and the rest are fighting it, we don't know why we've been left behind, but what we all do know is that we all had a dream the night of the rapture. Kindda cheesy, but for all of us it was the same. Bright light and a voice telling us we had to fight, for him, we had to fight. We all knew who it was, and what we had to do. We're all of diffrent types, Brent didn't believe in God untill his dream and has been struggleing ever since. Bethany who as I knew her before all of this happend had a rough childhood and slowly startted lost her faith, shes also struggleing, but shes a strong person.
Chris still dosen't believe in God, he thinks this is just all the world finely destroying its self, and the dream was just some HUGE coincidence. Will we don't know much about, hes let us know he belives in God, but thats really about it. I know that he used to live with his mom, but besides that its kindda blank.
My brother Caleb lost his wife and his three children to the demons when they swarmed his house while he was at work the first month of the rapture. Since then we've all been worried about him, hes right on the edge. When we were younger he believed in God just as strongly as me and my sister, but teenage years full of drugs, smokeing, and drinks, plus some bad friends, left him shatterd by his early twenties, around the time his family startted, and this last blow seems to have deminished most of his beliefs. Though I do believe he is trying.
The rest of us have a pretty strong faith, though with all of this going on it is hard sometimes. But like I said earlier, everyone needs something to believe in in times like these.
This is my journal, I'm recording this and hopeing someone finds it if something happens to me. I don't know how this is going to turn out, it seems diffrent some how, diffrent then how the Bible or anyone else described it. I just want other people to know there where people who faught, people who where left behind and didn't give up. This is my story...well, OUR story. All of us. I hope someone reads this, and learns from it.
- Zoey Getz