I am not the girl you’re looking for.

I am sixteen years old, and I have been a slave on a spaceship for the past five years. My mother put me on this ship to get away from the invading aliens, to escape the apocalypse that was about to start. <br><br>It was a two-person ship, and the pilot had been adamant he was going to stay on Earth to fight in the war, but he needed something to take care of his ship while he was gone. He wasn’t going to come back, and he knew it, but he wanted something to make him feel like he had a reason to, something that would make him feel like there was something to save. <br><br>I was that something. <br><br>He had been an astronaut before the apocalypse started, and he had a ship waiting for him when it happened. He had come to our neighborhood, to our house, and had talked my mother into letting me go with him. She had cried, and she had screamed, and she had begged to be allowed to take my younger brother with us too, but the pilot said that the ship couldn’t carry more than two people, and that he was allowed to take only one person with him. <br><br>He had chosen me. <br><br>I was older. I was more mature. I was better equipped to take care of him if something were to happen. <br><br>I was better equipped to take care of him, and he was better equipped to take care of me. <br><br>He had been right. He had been right to choose me over my brother, he had been right to make me the only person who was allowed to save herself, he had been right to tell my mother that my brother was too young. <br><br>After all, he had been right to underestimate how long a six-year-old could survive on his own. <br><br>I am sixteen years old, and I have been a slave on a spaceship for the past five years. The pilot has been dead for almost a year, and I have been living alone a ship that is slowly breaking down and taking me with it. <br><br>I am the last human in the galaxy. <br><br>I know it. <br><br>I am the last human in the galaxy, and I will die with the pilot. <br><br>I am sixteen years old, and I have been a slave on a spaceship for the past five years. The last news we had gotten from Earth was that it was burning, and the aliens had won. <br><br>I am the last human in the galaxy. <br><br>I am the last hope. <br><br>I am sixteen years old, and I have been a slave on a spaceship for the past five years. I have been living alone since the pilot died, and I have been forced to take care of myself. <br><br>I have lived for a year without someone to take care of me, without someone to talk to. <br><br>I am sixteen years old, and I have been a slave on a spaceship for the past five years. I have been living alone since the pilot died, and I have been forced to take care of myself. <br><br>There is no one left. <br><br>There is no one else. <br><br>I am the only one left. <br><br>I am the only one. <br><br>I am the only one left. <br><br>I am alone.