The Speech

A small story about a race that no one knows about but them.

The rain of yesterday has come and gone but we are here. How could that be?  We saw people come and go in the blink of an eye yet we are still here. How could that be? Its because we are human, and no matter what happens we will still live on through the things we have made in this world.  We were here, and no one can change that. If we die like they keep saying we will. We will at least leave a finger print on this world. So in turn we really won't die. In a sense we will live on, and people that come back into this world will know it.

This was the speech I had made for becoming the next president. Sadly the whole world died before I could say it but I guess that's karma for you. I was wrong about one thing in it though. That thing is that no one knows that we ever existed before they did. They also call themselves humans which I guess is the only thing that came from our existence that one word. All I got to say about that is that my name is Arx and I existed.