falling stars

Chapter 1: Being stupid together

Did you know how stupid humans were? I know because, well, I am one myself. There is no

need to dig out dark secrets to find that out; you just have to look at what I am actually doing

right now. Under the beautiful Scarlett sky off the sunset, with a beautiful view of mountains and

valleys enchanted by the gentle and pure sound of the wind, two dumbasses, me and my best

friend, are actually showing the stupidest side of humanity.

"Stop acting as if I owe you anything, you bastard. That was my money, and I do what I want."

Actually, he was not wrong; it was his money, but I don't know why he brought that up.

"Why do you act as if you are the boss? , you are just a stupid monkey with a bit of money." He

is just a bit better than me on money management, and to be fair, I was not that handsome

either. Still, I had to say something, and it was all I could think of.

"At least I have a job." Yeah, I just lost my job, but I had a good reason.

No, this fight was not about money or anything; I don't even know how it started; all I know is

that I had to win that argument due to pride and rage, which is not very mature of me.

"Whatever, I am going home." I lost the argument now I am using an evasion tactic.

"We aren't done yet," He said victoriously, whilst grabbing my arm.

"Get your hands off me," I said, slapping his hand off.

He grabbed me by the collar; I did the same; I don't know who started it, but we began to throw

punches, kicks and grapple without forgetting some swear words and pretty creative criticism;

after sometimes he pinned me on the ground, choking me. Both of us wanted to stop long ago,

but we can't. He knows that if he released the choke, I would beat the crap out of him, and I

knew it too.

'I am actually dying for a fight of which I don't know the beginning,' and that is why, I said that

humans are stupid.

By the way, since the beginning of the fight, the sky had darkened a lot, and the view was

stunning. If I wasn't being choked to death, I would have taken a picture.

Contemplating my slow and stupid death, I looked at the sky, vast and limitless.

I then saw a shooting star; it was off a deep yet bright blue. I found it beautiful.

'I am going to die anyway, so why not make the edgiest wish I can do?' I thought to myself.'I wish to be handsome, rich, and maybe immortal. '

Seeing the stupid smile on my face, my soon-to-be murderer softened his grip a bit, allowing me

to die even slower. 'Dude, put a little effort on it.'

I looked at the shooting star again; this time it was bigger, and faster, and it continues to

increase in speed and size. I then knew that my wishes would probably get cancelled, 'haha'.

No seriously, that thing is falling. And it brought friends with it, from One to two, then five,

dozens until an unknown number. I am not really a fan of counting.

Taken by a sudden surge of adrenaline, I pushed my friend off me. I grabbed his hand and

started to run, pointing at the now closer shower of stars. "Ruuunnn"

I forgot that we were killing each other; what is important now is to survive. I knew we wouldn't

outrun what was coming. Call it instinct or premonition, I was sure of it, so I ran straight to the

nearest shelter from our position, in this case a well, a damn deep well off more than two

hundred meters of depth. We used to joke about this well. Nearing the well, I somehow knew we

wouldn't reach it in time, so, summoning strength from I don't know where, I picked him off the

ground like a pro wrestler threw that dumbass friend of mine into the well, completely forgetting

that he was trying to kill me a few seconds prior.

Once I lost sight off him, my legs gave up. I collapsed and rolled a few times before colliding

against the well's mouth. Head down a foot up, I really wished the future archeologist wouldn't

find me in this awkward position. I was facing the most beautiful thing I have never seen.

Something no word or paint could capture the beauty of .

The world was on fire; literally, I saw the blast off blue coming towards me; I didn't hear a sound;

I was radiated before the sound reached my position.

I only felt pain for less than a fraction of a second; I expected to faint directly, but I somehow

managed to feel the fascinating process of being disintegrated.

The last thing I saw was a neon blue blast before the lack of anything other than my being

turned into dust. 'How the heck am I still conscious?'

On 31 July of the year 20XX, humanity perished, and I was at the front seat watching the show.

' Too bad I didn't bring pop corn.'

I am still very conscious, though.