I slept for almost a hole week, what wakes me is the smell of fire, I jump up an see that the building is on firer, almost all my things are missing, what is left is my weapons an split water. I jump up in a instant an run out of there just before the fire would have consume me an kill me, "son of a bitch" I see a group of people ridding in a van, and a man on a mortar bike nearly past a mile or two, "well I know now I'm not alone in this world". He packed up my thing a began to walk their path to see why they almost killed him, who they are, what they want,how did all this happen to earth, and what's going on, and what's going to happen to them is they don't survive. Walking nearly for an hour I see a bike, not so bad but looks useful still, I push the button to start it an it works, so I toke it an kept fallowing them. Ridding the bike, I felt free, like the wold didn't die an everything was just normal,but I crashed into a person an almost kill myself for not paying attention. I see that the bike is ok, but not this person, "oh shit!!!! Hey!!?!! Are you okay??!!!???" I run to him an realized that this person is dead..but still alive!! "HOLE SHIT!!!" The person jumps up at me attacking me. I'm struggling to get rid of it, struggling to live, struggling to get my blade, I final get a grip on my blade an slice it's head off an throw it off me, "holly shit...its the undead...."
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The book of John
Teen FictionMy name is John, an I maybe the last man on earth, this is my story, my path, my life.
