Everyone freaks out about it someday. This day comes with zombies, mass murders, deaths everywhere and the end of the world. Judgment Day. Actually, I might have some experience with this. Today is the day scientists predict the end of the world. Of course, no one believes them, because after the Mayan calendar ended, we were still alive and healthy. I wasn't alive then, but my ancestors were. My day starts like any other. I wake up to the sound of a car crash. Typical New Yorkers also don't do what they're supposed to do. Looking out the window, I see that a car has hit a no parking sign. The driver screams and kicks the panel. I can't help but laugh. He's probably cursing the sign, but the sign belongs there. He doesn't do it. I'm laughing so hard now that I don't even notice my mother enter. “Hello Sophie! Are you excited for school? she chirps. It's weird. My mother never chirps. She is always either too rushed or too busy to be happy. But she, like everyone else, may be waiting for the end of the world. “Hi mom.” I said, pushing his brown hair out of his face. I pull my hand away and squeal. “Mom, what happened?” I ask. " What ? You don't like my makeup? » "Um, well, that just surprised me a little." But that's only because you never wear makeup. My mother is a celebrity lawyer in New York. She looks good naturally, so if she wears makeup, it's a little scary. “Is dad still at work?” I continue. “Yes, he had to work all night on a project in the lab.” my mother responds, looking out the window. My father is a world-renowned scientist. He studies many secret things just outside of New York. He probably spends more time in his laboratory than at our house. I'm 14 so I can stay at home alone,...... middle of paper ......and one day it will be the case. Paulina expects it too. She and I are best friends and it's our secret thing. Lovers of magic forever, we would say. I hear a knock on the front door. It's probably Paulina I'm running towards the door. She barely has time to say hello to a member of my family before I rush her into my room and close the door safely. “So, did you understand anything?” » she asks, trying to catch her breath. “Well, nothing besides the fact that you and I are immune to zombie rain. » “So what we call this storm-causing crystal is Zombie Rain. Clever title. » She said, of course sarcastic. “Well, it turns people into zombies!” I say throwing my hands in the air. Paulina laughs: “Calm down my daughter! I completely agree with you. This is all fucked up. How do we know this “Zombie Rain” is actually going to happen? How to know if it's true?”