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   This was the moment. This was it. The moment when it all stopped. The moment when it all ended. This..is the moment..when I died. Yes,I remember it vividly. I remember it lasted a couple of seconds,I would say, but it felt like…an eternity. Like a film I was watching and the story was slowly unfolding in front of me. Now here I am,staring at the scene. The scene in this movie of mine. The scene which makes the movie. Where it all ends. Where it all goes upside down and changes everything.    Here is the truck.Right in front of us. God,the noise it made!It was like a train. Only this train was on the road and heading straight at us. I don’t remember much about it. I mean,I did just have, like a second, before I realised what is coming. I do remember the headlights,the big blinding headlights,almost like the sun. Almost,like an oncoming train where you see nothing but the lights and you know it is over for you. The noise this thing made. It did feel f...

Day 6 Alexander slowly opened his eyes, as he woke up to the sound of chewing. It sounded like an animal. A hungry animal, devouring something. He saw Cyrus,sitting on his bed,stuffing his face with the last of their supplies. Alex was in shock. He felt betrayed,angry,depressed and hopeless. How could he?What now?What’s left?Is this the end?The thoughts kept rushing through his mind.He leaped of his bed and ran at Cyrus.His friend heard and noticed what is happening,stopped chewing and slowly moved his arm from behind his back to reveal a revolver,cold hard steel,ready to wound,hurt and kill. Alexander stopped right where he was. Where did he get this gun?Is he going to do this?What now?Cyrus noticed that Alex stopped moving and kept eating what was left of their food with the gun pointed at his friend. Alex tried to reason with him,saying that they both need supplies,that they will last,it will be ok. All that matters is that they both get at least something and they ...