Insomnia: After Hours Writing

Insomnia: After Hours Writing


I stand outside alone. I bend down to touch the ground where my home used to be.
I look across what use to be my street to see the bodies of my neighbors burnt to a
crisp from the extreme heat of the nuke that was dropped 30 meters and 5 inches from
they're house almost 7 hours ago. My memories are all I have left now. Memories of
roaming around with not a care. Memories of life at it's best, but now with the sky
dark and the radiation seeping into the ground, I feel it is my duty to seek revenge
on the person responsible for this. Not only for my pain but for the suffering and
pain he has bestowed onto everyone else... He will pay. I will make him pay. Until
I die every breath I take will lead me one step closer to avenging those that he hurt.
the suffering will end here. I am a human, I am a man, my name is RAIN.