I Am Trapped

Carly's hometown of Monroeville is perfect, until the day people begin to disappear. One day she realizes that she is entirely alone.


6. 7th September 2011

Population: 1723


School was hell. None of my friends were there, a total of seven teachers in the whole school, nobody in the sixth form block, actually no one in my year was there. There was twelve people in year seven, nine in year eight, five in year nine, two in year ten, three in year eleven, just me in year twelve and two people in year thirteen. The year thirteen's kept glaring at each other because it's just common knowledge that Grace and Olivia hate each other. With a passion. In the end the teachers sent us home, they saw it pointless to keep us here. I stayed. The school is now silent, no one is here. The cavernous corridors wind through the classrooms and the huge double doors yawn their stillness into the depths of the school. The windows rattle in their frames, desks stand too still for what's meant to be the middle of the school day. I don't want to leave. The town is far too quiet, the trees much too still, cars too loud on the empty streets, buildings too ghostly, my home too full of horrors, yet too empty of the family that used to be inside. Sam disappeared this morning, I was crying on his shoulder saying how I didn't want the whole town to disappear. He had no idea what I was talking about and said that the town had always been small. I told him about all our family, friends, neighbors and fellow classmates; he finally believed me after an hour of talking at four o'clock in the morning. I was leaning my head on his shoulder while I cried, when I experienced a sensation of everything tipping rapidly before my head smacked on to his bed. So Sam disappeared too. Louise went running down the road with tears streaming down her face, her hoodie lopsided, Converse undone, looking completely lost and helpless. I was yelling with all my force about the mostly invisible dome surrounding the town, when she hit it. She rebounded off the wall and her back hit the concrete road hard. I arrived just in time to see blood pooling out from under her head before she vanished.


Population: 1700?

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