The world was ending. I mean it was only time. 4.5 billion years is a long time. I could only feel rejoice? No, that's not it. Maybe relief that it ended this way. The red streak in the sky was only a countdown. Ticking closer every second. Everyone tried to prevent it. For once, all of humanity banned together. If we were all dead anyway, why not. It was poetic of sorts. How we only found piece before the end. Perhaps it was horrible to some, but to me? To me it will always be the most beautiful thing of all. I'm glad to say, to know, that humanity didn't kill itself off, but something else did.

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It was hot. The end I mean. Much hotter than Florida should be. The sky was a gorgeous deep red. Ironic for a situation that was nothing but. The first rock came crashing down the neighbor's house. The second my lawn. The third was right by my pool. All the rocks were no bigger than a fist. Oh, but they kept coming. I guess this was the closest Floridians would ever get to hail. I was running down to the kitchen. My sister and I huddled close together. Even when sitting I had to bend my neck down, so I wouldn't bump the table. My sister was scared. I was too. I don't know how long we were under that only table. I don't know how we managed to fall asleep with all the cracking noises from up top, but we managed. We managed to expect to never wake again.

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I took a deep breath. The air was musky and dry. My breathing was raspy. It hurt to take breaths. The meteor crashed. We're still here. How are we still here? Are we still here? The red streak was still in the sky. Maybe it worked the same way as stars. How they could die and we would still not know years later. Huh... It's weird. Everyone thought we would have died by know. People spent their money, ate what they want, did what they want. I let out a chuckle. People now have to face the consequences. There would be wars now. No doubt. Countries across the world are in dept to each other. Science is expensive. And science was, apparently, never needed at all. I suppose it might be a blessing that we all lived, but, personally, the aftermath might be worse than actually knowing death. Nothing to do know than to face what we've done. There's no time like the present, so I told myself a silent apology to get started on this world's habilitation. "I'm sorry for wishing the opposite."