Chicken Island

My life on Chicken island is fantastic! The first time I came to this abandoned island I was scared and afraid. Without family and friends, I felt lonely. I was at a whale watching field trip for the YMCA®, when I slipped off of the stern after my friends dared me to stand on the fence. I quickly started swimming, I floated on my back until 3 hours, I arrived at land. My whole body was sore, I slowly crawled towards a bush with berries. I ate the berries, which gave me energy, but didn’t fill me up. I walked towards a cave and rested until the next day. I arose early in the morning, and drank water from a nearby river, when I saw a familiar creature drinking with me. It was a chicken! I brought the chicken to my cave and fed it the berries on the island. The chicken dust bathed in a dirt patch next to my cave, and I began working on an actual house. It has been three years, and now my house is fully developed, I have a fence where I keep twenty-two chickens, and I made clothes out of leaves and tree sap. I have an easy daily routine that I use each day. First thing I do is take an egg from my chicken coop, and cook it over a rock with a piece of glass and the sun. I eat the egg for protein. Next, I feed the chickens berries and corn, and refill their water, then i let them outside. After, I find worms with the chickens, to eat with extra protein, and gather berries to eat for lunch. Then, I make my sign for help as noticeable as possible. So far I have a large smoke pit and a clear sign with sand for letters, and dirt on the background. I then go home and eat corn and a mashed worm steak. Lastly, I go to sleep for another wonderful day at chicken island.

The Infestation

I woke up in my subterranean home like any other day, except it wasn’t like this before the apocalypse. I was in my twenties when it happened, scientists were working on a cure for cancer, when a scientist that posted his works on social media recorded himself using the cure on a worm. The influencer let the worm escape, and reproduced with another, which kept the chemicals. The new worm started to grow teeth on its body, and eyes, like a human has, It grew to 20 times its own length, and became five times as thick in diameter. The worms grew into the worst invasive species in the world, and seemed interest in human meat. The containment was far too difficult, and the world fell in to chaos.

I fumigated my home for the morning, I do it each day with a poison my body is immune to, but the worms aren’t, sort of like a pesticide, but meant to keep out other humans too.

I went outside for supplies, The landscape looked normal on the outside, but the horror began when you stepped on the dirt. I walked slowly to the farm I made, and picked carrots as a snack. I walked onto the cracked roads, and began heading to the junkyard. At about half way there, I stopped moving. There I saw pure horror in front of my eyes. I was perplexed seeing the giant worm. I picked up a piece of cut glass from my backpack, and charged at the creature! It jumped at me, but I cut it in half. I heard a noise from my backpack, and took out my radio, when I heard the words coming from someone saying, “It’s finally over. Every single one of them is dead.” I didn’t question anything, and for the first time in ten years, smiled.