Visions From Youth

In high school, I had a vision and wrote about it in my English composition class (Mrs. Bryant was the teacher's name), doing what all writers do, turning a vision into a short story:

The occupants of the space station, two women and five men aboard, would witness the world economy in the midst of a severe infrastructure collapse and wonder how they'd return to Earth safely. At that moment, an object from space hits Earth and destroys almost every living thing. The astronauts / cosmonauts / taikonauts then have to figure out how to survive and keep the human species going.

The story ends with the occupants deciding to split into two teams. One team will return to Earth and attempt to repopulate on the ground. The other team will remain in the space station and preserve technology for the future, attempting to navigate over to other orbiting objects (satellites, space debris, etc.) to build a space raft that would be maneuvered into a high enough orbit that its rate of orbital decay would take decades to crash into Earth. The reader is left with a sense of hope that the ingenuity of humans will help the species survive.

I read this article about a "perfect space storm" and wondered if that could be part of my vision.