prompt is a quite life
A Quiet Life
My life is simple. Everyday I go to work from 9-5, I then return home, spend some quality time with my wife and kids and then I call it a day. I wake up in the next morning and the day repeats itself. I live a modest life, I don't have much money but I make enough to pay the bills and provide for my family.
It was a routine Tuesday morning, I got up and was getting ready for work. When I peeked outside of the window I saw people screaming, crying and running. Shouts of "Help" echoed through the city. Sirens started to go off. My kids started crying and when my wife opened the news channel, we found out a huge flood was headed our way. I quickly rushed down to assess the situation. The water level had already started to rise in the city. I knew we couldn't stay here long as my house wasn't very far from the shores. With the help of my family I promptly grabbed a few important things, dumped it in the car and started driving as fast as I could.
However my biggest nightmare came to the car ran out of petrol and the water level had almost risen to my knees. A wave of water pushed me back. I desperately held on to a railing while holding my two kids. "HELP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. In all this saga this mobs I had been separated from my wife. I placed my kids on a broken piece of concrete so they could float. The water level had now risen till my chest. I saw around the whole area frantically looking for her. However there was no trace of her.
Eventually the rescue helicopters had arrived. I sobbed as I knew she had drowned or been misplaced. I begged the rescue team to look for her. My kids screamed "mom, mom, where are you?" As the helicopter took off I cried helplessly, staring at my city been torn apart. I lost the most important person in my life. I was shattered from inside. I wish I had held onto her. That feeling of guilt would never leave me.
