Friday Fictioneers: Dooms Night

Published on by Yinglan

Please Note: this is 100% fiction!

I remember that night. Dooms night, they called it. Apocalyptic, isn’t it? Like someone knew the world was ending. I was at a concert. I screamed and cheered until my lungs hurt. I danced like there’s no tomorrow.

I even met a guy. “I’m so glad we get to spend the last night on Earth together.” I said.

“Me, too. I…” I didn’t give him a chance to finish before I pressed my lips to his. He didn’t hesitate for a second before our lips were locked in a world-imploding kiss. Whoa.

That’s when it happened…earthquakes, tsunami, fireworks, and gunshots.

(100 words)

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