There's people screaming outside again, probably something to do with all their firstborns dying from a plague that was thought to be a rumour until last week. The news took quite a shift after that and the death toll is already nearing its first hundred thousand.
I lost my own kid in the first wave, as they're calling it. The first day it showed it was in my own home town and now there are so very few of us left. You don't notice just how many children there are until they all just stop breathing in school and you and all the other parents are breaking each other's noses to try and get to your own and they're so cold and so pale and
I thought I'd be able to talk about it now, I feel so numb to everyone else that I forgot how much it still hurts. Doesn't help that every religion and their cousin is out to claim this as a sign from a deity that we need to change without saying what we did wrong to begin with.
Most folks have locked themselves away to wait out the worst and hold their families while they can. We can't bury our dead yet - they're still classes as contagious though no secondborn's become sick, neither have any younger siblings. It's always firstborns.
You'd think people would expect it by now but, judging by the wailing, they thought they were different.
We all like to think we're different but sickness doesn't care.
For the most part at least.
I lost my own kid in the first wave, as they're calling it. The first day it showed it was in my own home town and now there are so very few of us left. You don't notice just how many children there are until they all just stop breathing in school and you and all the other parents are breaking each other's noses to try and get to your own and they're so cold and so pale and
I thought I'd be able to talk about it now, I feel so numb to everyone else that I forgot how much it still hurts. Doesn't help that every religion and their cousin is out to claim this as a sign from a deity that we need to change without saying what we did wrong to begin with.
Most folks have locked themselves away to wait out the worst and hold their families while they can. We can't bury our dead yet - they're still classes as contagious though no secondborn's become sick, neither have any younger siblings. It's always firstborns.
You'd think people would expect it by now but, judging by the wailing, they thought they were different.
We all like to think we're different but sickness doesn't care.
For the most part at least.
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