Chaos
This submission comes from Paul Liadis, who earns a double-helping of thanks for getting through a technical issue to submit his story. Thanks, Paul! Thanks, Paul!
My comrades had fallen hours ago, overwhelmed by the events of the day, their seeming limitless energy depleted. To my left, my sister lay motionless on a mound of rubble, empty hands outstretched. Debris hung from the ceiling and the walls. My ears throbbed, still ringing from the awful, glorious noise.
Man, I love sleepovers.
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