“Listen I don’t have enough time. They know where I am. The
Alien Digey has been on our planet for God knows how long. They’ve
been watching us, studying us. They know every single thing about
everyone. If they catch you, there’s no escape. They will mutate you
into one of them. They’ve been planning to take over. The Digey mo-
AAAHHHH!!!!..*Beep ** Beep ** Beep* “
As the transmission ends, I couldn’t believe that I have been
surviving this long. It’s been 4 years since the Alien’s attacked
Winnipeg. Every time I look out the window all I see is destruction,
everywhere I go, I have to be careful, I have to hide, but I’m sick of
hiding, I want to fight. My name is
Justin Hargrove and this is my story.
“Wake up Justin! Wake up!” I wake up, with everything still a
blur, everything unclear, I saw a very tall man.
“ Dad? What’s happening?” I asked.
“We can’t stay in this bunker much longer, We have to go
now! Pack everything you can, Food, Water, Clothes, guns!” my dad
explained.
“Guns?” I asked.
“What’s the problem?” My dad asked with curiosity written on
his face.
“It’s just that, I have never held or shot a gun before” My dad
stopped packing, And he looked at me and said,
“Son. You have too. I can’t just keep protecting you. You have
to provide for yourself. You are not a kid anymore!”
Everything just seemed to move on so fast. I cant shoot a gun,
but I have too, for my dad.
“Lets go! Quickly through here!” He yelled while pointing to
a small tunnel. I followed the tunnel straight. The stench was so
unbearable that the only way I could explain it was by saying that it
smelled like, A boy’s change room that has not been cleaned for 2
weeks. Anyways, me and my day kept following the tunnel until we
reached the end, there was a another hole
leading into a room, probably in the sewers.
“Where are we going?” I asked dad.
“Were going to meet up with John and Mark”
John and Mark? John and Mark are my two older brothers.
They both went to army school, They’re tough, they were members of
the spec ops team that killed Osama Bin Laden. We finally reached
my brothers bunker, I opened the door to see an unconscious Mark
laying down on the floor. My dad tried to wake him up.
“Mark! Wake up! Where’s John?!” Mark slowly regained
