I wouldn't even want to start imagining it; it won't be funny at all. First, the sudden silence will feel strange. Like my streets that are always lively with voices and laughter, now there is no movement, no footsteps, no murmuring, no argument, no child crying, and no car horn—everything just stands still. The only thing I will be hearing is the soft hiss of the wind brushing on empty buildings; when I shout, echoes of my voice return to me. Honestly, it will be like waking up inside a dream where everything familiar still exists, but there is no one to share it with.
I will just run inside first, then rub my eyes. Maybe I might have developed a sudden eye defect. I will be shocked. I will just go and start knocking on all my neighbors doors one by one to be sure. If I don't see anyone. I will start shouting their names; I will even check the whole of my street because I won't believe that I am the only one left behind. I will bring out my phone and start dialing numbers of people that I know. Because having people around, I still feel lonely at times; imagine being alone on the whole earth. Boredom will kill the person fast. I am sure I will kneel down and start praying for forgiveness.
As the shock effect came, I tried; I couldn't find anybody. Fear will set in immediately, followed by hot tears, not fear of dangerous animals but of being alone; without our fellow human beings, we are actually nothing. Without anyone to talk to, who am I? Without anyone to see me, am I still me?
If it turns out this way, my survival instinct will take over. How will I get food, electricity, and water? How can I be healthy and safe? Where will I stay that might be safe? Although even if I get food and other amenities, my major problem will be the endless silence. Can I survive alone? Physically, yes, but for a few years. But mentally I don't know. Loneliness has a way of breaking even the strongest minds. I will just look for animals to tame so to have a living thing around me.
My biggest hope will be that someone somewhere might be alone too, and we might meet one day. Because being the last human on Earth wouldn’t just be about surviving; it would be about remembering what it meant to be human when no one is left to remind you.
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