Post apocalyptic

The Griefstruck Earth

A short story

Photo by Catalin Pop on Unsplash

Usually, you don’t remember specific days. At least I don’t. But I’ll remember last Saturday for the rest of my life. It started out like any other Saturday. I was walking down the sidewalk toward the bus stop, minding my own business and avoiding looking at anyone too closely, when two…people, I couldn’t tell if they were men or women, they were…