Where the Hell is Everyone?
by Karla Hernandez from LISTOS
Published in the 2006-2007 WITS Anthology Mostly What I’m Made Of

A strange thing happened to me on the way to school. Everything was normal. Like any other day I got ready, waited for the Max. When I got on, I noticed that everyone on the Max was in all black. I kept telling myself that it was all a big coincidence, but in the back of my head I knew something wasn’t right. When the Max was going over the bridge I got to the stop and the doors opened I walked out slowly looking around to find total stillness in the air and total quietness. At this point I wanted to get back on the Max and go home but when I turned around the Max was gone…even the Max tracks had disappeared. I thought to myself I’m dreaming, I’m dreaming!! It was awful walking down the streets of downtown and not hearing a thing or seeing anyone walk by or nothing. I was terrified. My heart was beating so fast I felt like it was going to jump out of my chest at any moment. The more I walked to school the more things kept disappearing behind me. Things I needed, like pay phones, bus stops, and some building. Then I couldn’t take it anymore. I screamed or should I say tried to scream. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I tried so hard to even make a sound but nothing! It was like I was in a silent movie. The only thing I could hear was my thoughts. I thought I was going crazy. Then in the distance, I hear a man’s voice saying, “Where the hell is everyone?”

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