Six Sentence Story: Presence
I AM HERE
The letters were thirty feet tall, red, and repeated on each side of the building, visible from anywhere in the city. If anyone were still alive in the city, they would know there was someone there, someone still alive and safe in the upper floors. If anyone had seen it, if anyone else was even still alive within the city, they hadn’t made their presence known. He wished that someone out there would send a signal, that one day someone would knock on the door. All he wanted was to know that he wasn’t alone, that he wasn’t the last person on the planet; but with each passing week that seemed more and more unlikely.
This is my contribution to the Six Sentence Story prompt from GirlieOnTheEdge. I am excited to participate in these prompts again since I have been absent for quite a while. I can’t wait for next week, I look forward to rejoining this writing community! Thank you, GirlieOnTheEdge, for continuing with these prompts.