We were all doomed. It didn’t have to happen this way, but it was going to. Our time was up. Our

graves were dug. Time had literally run out.

Since two months ago-around March 14th to be exact-our duration on Earth was predicted, ‘not long’.

This was it. The small state of Atlanta, Georgia was cursed. Something or someone was wiping out

the nation. One by one all the people where dropping dead. Like bowling pins. What everyone

wanted to know was who this killer bowling ball was….

It all started on the 16th February when jasper died. At first we found his death a bit strange. He had

died in the hospital car park while on the phone to my mother. But in the end, asking about my

brother’s death caused my mother to cry all over again. So I just gave up.

Things got a bit weirder after that, when our history teacher, Mrs Bieber and Sarah Parker died 2

days later. The school  teachers were at widths end in trying to find a new teacher to replace Mrs.

bieberson and the students couldn’t stop talking about Sarah parker and the fact that her sister

Jessica parker didn’t turn up for school today. I was sitting at the back of the classroom with Brad

(god knows why the hottest guy in school was sitting next to me) and we were talking about my

brother’s death and his aunt’s death that coincidentally happened within 2 days of each other. It’s

really strange brad said as he ran his fingers through his golden hair and looked intently at mw with

those dark green eyes of his. I shrugged my shoulders and then I lay my head down onto the table. I

didn’t feel like talking about it. I heard brad stand up and walk away. I looked up and saw him

walking towards his friends Justin, Taylor and Robert.  Robert was American, therefore automatically

making a space for him in the popular group. I absentmindedly watched brad talking, before going

back to examining the graffiti on my desk.

The next day, things went global. The hospital had had several dead people now and a doctor had