I was born like everyone else. That's what my mother said anyway. But somehow I always felt like I was different.
My life wasn't too unusual. School, parents, friends... Well, not many friends, actually. I was strange and hard to talk to.
I had one friend. Ai. She was nice to me and always liked to talk to me. I always thought she was too good to associate with a girl like me. I asked her why she associated with me, and she said, "Because you're special. You're like me. Don't worry; I won't ever leave you."
I was touched by her words. I stopped seeing her for awhile after a couple of years.
Strange things were happening. When I turned 17, everyone started to disappear. Not just people I know, people I never talked to or seen before. The population of the world was disappearing before my eyes.
I tried to talk to people about this, but they acted like I was crazy. They said that nobody was disappearing. But they were.
Weeks turned to months. Eventually, everyone I knew, my classmates, acquaintances, family, even my parents disappeared. Â And soon the streets were empty.
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