#8

It is the morning after clean up day. A girl died last night. Her name was Rory. She looked at the full moon for so long that she just collapsed. I didn’t believe that this could ever actually happen. It’s just a legend in stories. A girl is dead from it now. Shortly after that happened, more buildings began to disappear. Then, a spaceship came down and some green men came out of it. They took everyone in town back with them. There is only me and sweet, sweet Cornjulio left. We are all alone in a destroyed village. The color is faded from the world. Everything is dull.

Suddenly, I hear a loud, deep voice coming from the sky saying, “Welcome to the Renaissance.” And then, a bunch of stone buildings and plants that definitely don’t exist anymore begin coming up from the ground. People that got abducted by the aliens are now back and walking around, but they aren’t seeming to remember who I am. Cornjulio looks up at me. The women are wearing big, beautiful dresses and the men are wearing big baggy pants with some very sophisticated white shirts. I think me and Cornjulio are the only sane ones. The crazy thing is, I’m diggin it.

#7

The next morning Annabelle wakes me up at 6 A.M. and forces us to get up and help the community clean up after the storm. Stupid community. I hate this, but I need a place to stay. Conjulio lay there sleeping. Awwww, he looks so sweet. After breakfast, Annabelle and I get in her car and head toward my town.

When we get there we are both surprised that the town has set up a small festival with rides and “The Little Mermaid” projected on a huge screen. People are out with their trash grabber sticks and trash bags.

It’s quite beautiful out so Annabelle and I decide to stay out until about 6 in the evening. After the movie ends, a man walks up and says that there will be a lunar eclipse. Everyone begins clapping and seems really excited. An hour later, they announce that the church has disappeared. I’m not excited anymore. I know what this means.

#6

Lightning has struck a tree and made it fall on to my apartment building. It's a huge tree- an oak tree that has been there for nearly two hundred years I hear someone say. People on the left side of the building have been evacuated, including myself. It's looking like the problem won't be solved anytime soon. "Where will we go?" I say as I look down at sweet, sweet Cornjulio.

The only person who lives even remotely close to me is my sister. Damnit. I've been doing everything possible to avoid her. She's just overly emotional and she makes me feel unsafe sometimes.

But I do the only thing I can do. I call her. She picks up after the second ring, enthusiastic to see my name on caller ID. "Yesss?" She says. "Could Cornjulio and I stay with you for the next few nights? A tree has fallen onto our apartment building, and we just..."

"You absolutely can! We are going to have so much fun!"

Well, at least I'll have a place to stay. I see her pulling up into the parking lot to pick us up. Then I see a flash. Cornjulio and I are gone.

#5

It's a beautiful, crisp Thursday morning here. The past few weeks have been quite rough with Annabelle and all. We still haven't made any plans for moving in together. I don't want to hurt her feelings. Lately, I have been contemplating making an appointment with god, or at least visiting the church.

There has always been pope Michael wheeling around his confessional trying to get people to talk to him. Rumor has it that he forgets everything because of his dementia. So I guess that's cool. It's not that I really have anything to confess, bad stuff just keeps happening to me. I mean I almost died the other day.

I look out my window at Pope Michael. He actually looks like Gandalf. His confessional has a little donation box on the side. He walks around in a creamy, silk white gown. He's also wearing Birkenstocks- navy blue ones. He has on a big gold cross necklace and it jingles around as he walks.

I decide to take a chance in my life and start confessing things to this man.