Literature
This is Durango
Every time I woke up or went into meditation in this cruel landscape, I was taken back to when I was torn from my home. It left me wondering how it all happened and where everyone went. One moment it was all good as everyone travelled on the train, but then suddenly all hell broke loose. She was gone, that sweet kid was gone and once I encountered the raptor, saw the large tyrannosaurus, I couldn't help but think the worse.
It was horrible to have been ripped away, but I didn't mind. Finally, I was free from being poor, from having a sucky life, seeing all that horrid pollution. Now, I was free. But it came with cons. I had to learn to surviv