Strength

by MrCakeandRice

The begininging

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"So if I buy this, what will it do for me?"

"Well sir, we here at Atlas Survival Shelters strive to make an atomic apocalypse a good one! Our most popular model has room to shelter eight people comfortably, the air filter can filter biological, nuclear, and chemical attacks!"

I nod my head as if he can see me over the phone.

"The main room will be twenty feet underground, and if that isn't enough, the door into your base is laser cut steel, there are two latches keeping said door locked and airtight! Nothing below a mortar strike would be able to open it!"

I smile widely, "You have a deal!"

I can most hear his smile over the phone. "Great! You will receive an email within fifteen minutes to confirm you purchase, and remember, your fallout shelter is also good for natural disasters."

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I nod happily as the final pile of dirt falls upon my new home in the ground.

I wave goodbye to the construction workers, offering them a beer, but they decline.

Slinging open the hatch into the deep dark underground, I begin my decent.

Standing I front of the steel door, as a christening, I pull out a small sticker, the size of my palm, and slap it on the door. I look upon Vault Boy smiling at me, giving a thumbs up.

I push upon the door and it swings inward, revealing my new home.

If I might say, it's beautiful.
It had four bunk, two on each side, after that there was a couch and TV opposite to each other, then there was a small kitchen area, finally leading to a different room, the master bedroom.

I had made a few changes to design though, if you noticed there was no toilet, your right, the original design had it to where there was no privacy, and to top it off, if someone opened the door, it would swing right into your kneecaps. So I had an outhouse built up top.

Other than that I had the two of the mattresses on the right side bunk removed, one shelf for my guns, the other for a ham radio and ammo.
So with that, I go to the master bedroom, plop on the camouflage bed sheets, and sleep.


Author's Note

Just a little story that hopefully gets me
into the groove of writing.
Special thanks to Atlas survival stuff!
Search them on google to see the model
Shelter I was thinking of.

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