The helmet on my head burdened my body yet unfortunately it was something I needed to survive. The helmets provided oxygen to humans as all the trees have fallen. Synthetic oxygen was created and is now used to keep what’s left of the population alive.

A beautiful green world was burnt to ash, the vibrant forests resembled a grey cluster of broken dreams. The shimmering oceans now completely obscured by garbage, the bright blue now a dark murky black. The bright sky was covered in pollution from our planet, the only clouds visible were those from factories.

All the animals became extinct because none could survive in our deadly environment. Our whole planet was out of balance and it wouldn’t be long before it took us as well.

I looked around at our burning world, consumed with blazing flames. The endless nightmare of reality burying the beautiful memories of our past. People were getting choked up in the fires despite their oxygen helmets. Global warming had progressed dramatically since a couple decades ago. The wildfires now spread across the entire globe.

Maybe this was our destruction. We are the cause of our own suffering and downfall, how ironic. I close my eyes and wish with all my heart to wake up in our previous world because I didn’t want to wake in the world where all the trees died.