Before I start my story I’d like to take a moment to introduce myself and why I decided to write this tale in the first place. My name is Rose Everdeen; a nurse at Brandy’s Hospital, in the emergency ward. I want to keep this journal as a reminder to my grandchildren and beyond as to how we got started as a new race. To remind them that it wasn’t always toxic. If I should pass before any of my grandchildren can hear me speak these words, then I trust that my husband and daughter will pass this story along for me.The year is 2060 and Earth as I knew it was not the same anymore. It changed faster than anyone could stop it. Pollution, global warming, greenhouse gas effect, and chemicals spills have increased the level of toxins in our planet. The waters are polluted and the ice caps are melting at an accelerated rate. Not every state has been covered. California, my home state, is still around. It’s funny because that’s the same state all my family members said would float off the map and into the sea first. Yet, here we are, staying strong and holding it together.California is one of the few strongholds left on this planet. Not everyone could mobilize fast enough to survive the first wave. The increase of water levels stirred up some nasty hurricanes that ended up causing tornadoes and tsunamis. The weather cocktail landing up at the front doors of several chemical plants in the country. They didn’t hold up too well and went into catastrophic failure, causing more chemicals to leak into the atmosphere and waterways. The chemical mixture that poisoned the air caused the plant life to become toxic as well. The spores came next; the second wave that started with one patient. Patient Zero.
