I sit here and stare at this lake. Watching the world end around me. My family is gone. I am alone. I hear no screams where I am sitting. I counted the meteorites speeding through the atmosphere. Earthquakes, fire, tornadoes. But this lake is calm. I hear a tree begin fall behind me. I don’t look. I could care less if it was coming towards me. I hear it crash. I take off my shoes and stick them in the lake. It feels strangely warm.

I hear calling for me. I ignore the calls of the stranger. I have a smile on my face, as the sky burns a violent orange. I watch a few birds fly over the mountains in the distance. Suddenly, my arm gets tugged by the man calling for me. I tell him to let go.In the middle of pulling, however, a small meteorite slams into the lake, about a quarter of a mile away. He scrambles away. I sit back down, and watch the violent ripples in the lake. I grow tired, and lay my head back. I fall asleep, trying to ignore the sounds of the apocalypse.