sjsprWriting

It's the year 2050 and we are at war. Everything changed on April 16 of the year 2015. I remember I was just 18 years old when it happened. I was sitting on my desk writing a story for my english class when the lights started flickering... and then it happened. There was an explosion that wiped out all of the electronics in the world. It was a worldwide EMP. Next thing I know, I am hearing shouting and gun fire. I looked outside and that's when I saw them, a cloud of darkness hovered over the island. Hundreds of thousands of UFOs flying around dropping insect looking aliens and beaming up all of the cows!!! You could see that there was a large concentration of UFOs in Hatillo. Thousands of cows floating in the air! I grabbed my dad's handgun and my rifle and ran outside to save the cows. BOOM headshot! I had just killed an oversized brown insect. They later named these things Sitman. We were at a disadvantage; we had no electricity nor electrical appliances and we had to move around silently at night. To travel long distances we used horses and canoes. We had reverted back to more primitive times but at least we still had guns. Ever since, we have been moving what little cows we had left around and breeding them while at the same time hiding from the Sitman. To those who are still out there, there are refugees, there are weapons, there is hope. This is my last message General Mo OUT!