Finale War

Since the Finale War happened, so many things have changed. The Earth has gone into ruins and in a short amount of time, without full preparation, NASA and other space companies around the world launched spacecraft with about one thousand survivors each into space. Each country with a space company launched about six to ten spaceships. In total, there were two hundred spaceships launched, but only one hundred and sixty made it… I am one of the survivors who boarded spacecraft 102. I am on this plane with my mother, Teresa, and it has been one year now (I think). My dad and little brother boarded spacecraft 106 as we were separated by the crowd. I saw the number of the spacecraft right when I was pushed into mine. We have not come across any other spacecraft, but we know how many are still surviving from static talks now and then. We are desperately trying to find all the other survivors so that we can all team up and make a plan of which planet to survive on next. Our supplies only last for about another six years or so, and we have to find an Earth 2.0… It has been detected that we are close to a few other spacecraft, probably going to take us another month or so to find them. 

I thought about all this lying on the bed of the room I shared with my mother, a girl that was older than me (Maya), a boy about the same as the girl (Jeff), a man who introduced himself as Tam (in his forties I think), and a woman who said her name was Daff (in her twenties or thirties maybe). 
 

LQL

CA

16 years old

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