We had been through it all, without food, sleep, and proper accomidations. We had been laughed at, made fun of, and given disgusted looks, but we never quit. We were here to survive. This world felt like the apocalypse. Left with nothing and given nothing to build on, but we had to make it. So we pushed on even further, traveling to what felt as though to be the end of the earth. Yet regardless of the pain, stench, and unbearable conditions we kept moving. We were one in a million, and it felt as though everything would come crashing, squashing us from our sides. For we were the ones buying the flat-screen TV on Black Friday.