TECHNOLOGY APOCALYPSE[]
By Lucy Clarke[]
Originally published in StoryStar 2014
When I woke up things were different. The people I once knew had aged, fine lines had emerged onto their faces. They were almost unrecognisable. I awoke to find my wife prodding and poking on a rectangular device as if her life depended on it, as if the existence of the world depended on that one object. I heard the sound of loud beats and annoyances coming from the stereo. However, this was a far cry from the music I remembered. Fun, upbeat and inspirational songs had now become loud, meaningless rackets. The world I once knew had been taken over.
So, by now I'm guessing you are wondering who I am. The name's Layton, Layton Jameson. I also bet you are wondering what happened, what happened to me. Let's just say I fell asleep for a long time. However when I say a long time I don't just mean days or months. I mean years, as in ten years. Can you imagine that? Falling into a deep sleep one day and waking up ten years later to see the world you once knew gone. I suppose sleeping beauty would know the feeling but that's beside the point.
I remember the day I came home. I walked through the front door expecting to see my small children and instead I was greeted by two teenagers. They also had one of these rectangular devices each and they seemed glued to them, like it was a magnetic force or something. The sound the device (which I came to know as 'iPhones') made was awful. It sounded like a doorbell or bird that constantly went on. It didn't even stop, I mean it went 'ding' for hours. These two toddlers I once knew had become motionless teens. The world I once knew had disappeared and in its place was a technology apocalypse.