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Have you ever imagined after a Thursday night with your friends or even your family, waking up in a dark room with five other strangers? Or even seeing that movie "Escape Room" and have a dream where you have to try and survive crazy obstacles that are trying to kill you? You didn't? Oh, you got lucky, because after a normal Thursday night, I woke up in a room with six strangers and was forced to play a sick game. Sure games are fun and enjoyable, a little competition here and there and friendly competition of course, where no one gets hurt. Well the game we played was anything but friendly, at least we were friendly to each other. Or that's what I thought, before one of them stabbed me, and betrayed me and the others. I guess one of us was pretending and lying, being an imposter among us. To know who did it and what happened to all of us you can read our story. I hope you enjoy it, like one of us did. Uh, and I almost forgot one thing, don't get attached.

Okay so, I guess the first thing for me to do is introduce myself...although you're an in adamant object so that's kinda weird I guess? Either way; my name is Akela Sutton and starting today you are my new Diary. I finished filling out my older diary two weeks ago; so you came just in time, I'm glad I have you. ---- Teenage life is hard, teenage life in a post-apocaliptic world is considerably harder. Who are you meant to trust? Friends? Family? Its certainly not the undead. Trigger warning: this story contains swearing , violence, gore and mature themes. (This is my original story and the art work is done by my friend Rosedraws092 check her out on Facebook and Instagram) *Under heavy editing*

Exploring a possible future where Space has become weaponised. NB this story is not actually complete, but it is certainly as far as I am taking it. I believe it still makes enough sense to follow anyway.

I was a fighter but nothing could have prepared me for death even though I knew it was going to happen sooner than later but it's fun to wish right??....... Dear Diary as we part ways please remember all our fun times.

Of all the people you were expecting to save you, it wasn't him. And, of all the people you were expecting to keep you around, it definitely wasn't him. Yet, here you are anyway, and you're learning things from him that you never thought you'd find out. I'm sorry, I'm shit at blurbs. I promise I'm better at writing books.

I never thought it would end like this. I always thought I had a home. I always thought I had a family, but as it turns out, my past is darker than the lies they told me and the truth they kept from me.

Bunch of short stuffs I wrote. From the first to the last, and I hope I will see the development compared to the fifteen year old me, to the future me.

I am dying. I know this because i can feel all my senses leaving me. I can see flashes, recollections, of my past. They preen at me through my lashes. But I am calm. There is a feeling of delirium thumping in my heart, spreading through my body. With the little strength that I can muster, I reach out to take hold of the nearest objects to me. It ties me to the earth, but when my eyes no longer see light, the bond that keeps me on this world will be severed, and no longer shall i be alive. What if you and a four other people where the only ones alive on earth? After the Apocalypse, everyone died. Except for five of us. My name is Thalia, when I was thirteen years old, the earth was broken by deadly storms, methane, tsunamis, earthquakes. I survived. For years I wandered the earth, raiding abandoned shops for food, seeking shelter. Now I am fifteen, I feel like I have found a home. I have found a band of survivors like me. These people survived the Apocalypse, and now, we want answers .

Fifteen high schoolers were chosen to personify countries and taken to their own private school. None of them know what the simulation is for. Freedom from their paradise is the main goal. There's love and war but is it fair?

I was waiting for my dad when my life changed. Not in any way like a fairy tale with magic wands or going through a rabbit hole like kids in the books do. More like I found it and wished my father came back to clean up his own problem instead of risking my life for this. I can only hope that I will make it out alive.