Dystopian World

The Houses of parliament was direct a ghost expression there had not been a regimen since the assassination of Prime Minister smith, which was a good, yet sinister event, for it was PM Smith who had caused this global neer-ending mogul cut. The status PM Smith had remaining us in was abhorrent to us all. As I was looking at the vacated Houses of sevens noticed the Victorian clock epic Ben had completely s makeped. This eerie feature do the clock feel as if the valet had stopped in this dramatic while change.It was as if time had stopped nigh me and I was the only person left on a deserted island. The corrade sound of the cold air that blew nigh(a) to me was high pitched. I knew vaguely that it was more or less 1 pm on an distinguished afternoon, only there was, again, very petty(a) sun. The sun shining was a rare and distant thing. I looked up in desperation at the clouds and see cascading light beam of light regainping by means of the vileness clouds. I w as ab step to the fore to turn away(predicate) when suddenly I cut SST Palls Cathedral. The limit dome had survived the bombings of WorldWar II where everything around it was crumbling away. This expression showed the great British spirit during the warfare and represented how the building stayed strong, just the like the ground did through with(predicate)out 1939-1945. However, this building was now smoking, the dark black smoke travel from the top like steam from a boiled kettle. I stumbled towards the building, trekking through the frail wet mud at the puke of the river bank. As I got closer and closer, the savour of impatient metal was flowing through my nose and could start to see that the top part of the dome was slowly burning away. S saddened to see such tall(a) architecture burning away. This stirred stirred up memories back to me from 2004 when I was a preadolescent boy growing up, when everything was perfect and the country was normal. I had come to the gre at city with my family for a River Cruise bringing my lamb teddy bear that I had since I was a day old. This bear had been over with me but on this day the intimately awful thing happened which I believe so strongly to this day, that my bear had travel out of my hands into the depths of the water.This feeling of evince deadness and loss falls upon me in bingle case more. The most popular City in the world had drastically changed into a grotesque, reprobate waste. The City of capital of the United Kingdom was g one and it would never be put right. All the worlds power is no longer available. There were a a few(prenominal) dead bodies frozen in time with rigorists and their bodies covered in dash of despair. I looked implement at one frame and could see long strands of cop covering the pale hard skin. The body I was looking at was of a young girl who had been abandoned by her family because she was too weak to carry on walking.I crouched down and matte up a heroic sadne ss and shiver run down my spine for I had never been this close to a dead person forwards. I brushed the hair to one face of her face and then I could see her muddled, colorless eyes staring into space. The kindle feeling the small girl gave me meant could not stay for long and I in brief got up and left her. I matte up like the only man hot and was soon getting lonely and tired, perspicacious I was going to end up like that small, exposed girl.It was at that compass point felt specks of rain bouncing finish up my face and within a few minutes the heavens opened ND rain was cascading down like a waterfall. With no other clothes I had to find cover. I looked behind me and saw what used to be the famous London Eye. Quickly trekked through the mud until saw a shabu cabin of one of the pods of the London Eye. Without contemplating the consequence that I exponent suffer I entered the black glass pod and was now sheltered from the displace rain. As I looked up at the pod the rain leapt off the sides in mass quantity. Ad never been in a war zone before but this is what London felt like. Every. hither I looked could see buildings reduced to ruins, my nursing home organism one of them and walls crumbled down into stupendous rigid pieces and all the pathways had been disintegrated into mud baths. It was scary. I knew there was no one out there to kill me but I feared for my life because of the unnatural weather and conditions that has been throw on planet earth. I lost my belief in God a long time ago but now found myself praying for this world to be changed back to what it used to be.Soon after the suppliant I noticed that the rain had lastly wanetled down and to my amazement through he clouds came the brightest sun. Got out of the cramped murky port of the London Eye and stood up. I could not believe my eyes, I felt like I was on the set of a movie, or a miracle was accident as a huge iridescent rainbow went over the crumbling Houses of Parliament as if it were a sign. I stared at this rainbow with my mouth spacious open. All seven colors looked commodious and spiritual and for the first time in many years felt that the distribute of new life, hope and security was being radiated over the land. Faith is truly a wonderful thing.