What do people usually say when their world changes? Do they say that it feels like it was just yesterday, or do they say they can't remember a time before the change? 

Oh, how I wish I could say that I can't remember a time before the apocalypse. How that world is miles away from the new horrid world that it has come to be, but sadly that just isn't true. Every time I shut my eyes I see the old world vividly. I see the clear blue skies stretching miles overhead, the flowers dancing in the nice breeze, the sun shining brightly as the rays kiss our skin, the houses standing tall casting their shadows over the sidewalks, the trees lining the edge of the small town their leaves swaying lightly, the birds singing as they flew about, the streets normally quiet aside from a car here or there. 

Well, none of that matters now, anyway. That world was ripped away the day the skies went grey, the day the clouds rolled through and never left, the day the nice breeze changed to thundering winds, the day the flowers were drowned, the day the sun was blocked out, the day the temperatures dropped, the day the houses started to collapse, the day the trees began to fall, the day the leaves started to shudder, the day the birds stopped flying, the day the streets went quiet for good, the day the rains started and never stopped. 

Ever since the rain started, it hasn't stopped for more than a day at a time, and that day comes very seldom. However, when it does the sky remains grey as if to remind us that this nightmare world has come to stay.

How I wish that all I knew was this new horrid world, maybe then I wouldn't think it to be such a tragedy, but as much as I want to forget the old world a part of me hopes I never forget, because then that would mean forgetting one of the best things to ever happen to me, to happen to us.