George Wilwol

I was born to Thomas and Lisa Wilwol on August 27, 1994, in a small town known as Locust Grove, GA. I never really had a care in the world, aside from Sturday morning cartoons and my trusty Game Boy.

I grew up with my three siblings, all of us arguing and fighting as siblings of that age are prone to do. The four of us remained unaware of crackpot theories of the end of the world such as Y2K. We had a normal New Year's celebration with the family, and we lived to see the next day.

School went well. As I progressed, my grades remained stagnant at the A-level. I graduated in May 2012, joking with others that December 21st was quickly approaching, and our dipliomas wouldn't do much good in a post-apocalyptic world. I still made plans to attend the University of Georgia in spite if this, thinking nothing of the prediction and the society that outsmarted themselves into extinction.

And now it is December, and we all must wait.