The Saviour

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I keep hitting his head with the baseball bat repeatedly until I feel very sure that he's dead. I stop and catch my breath, grasping onto the blood laden bat.
I look at his head, pieces of his skull emerging from his wounds. My clothes are soaked in his blood. I drop the bat in the garage and walk upstairs to the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror, half happy half destroyed.
I take off my blood laden shirt and start wiping off the blood of my boyfriend, off of my body. I undress and take a shower and then wear a towel and go to my bedroom.
I wear his favourite dress and tie my hair neatly. I walk to the garage gracefully and pick up the gun lying there. I take a deep sigh as I see my boyfriend's body, and then push the button opening the garage door. As the door slowly opens, I see them, the infected ones. Zombies or not, they bit my boyfriend and I did all I could to save him, but our fate was tied. I take and a deep breath and a tear escapes my eye. I sit beside him as the creatures, hundreds of them try to find their way into the garage. I kiss what's left of his forehead and smile. The creatures near me and I turn and shoot at the generator filled with petrol.
And it blasts, it's fire consuming us all.

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I actually made this when I recalled a video I saw years earlier of a girl who kills her mom and then shoots herself as the zombies creep in. I was super touched by it and dedicate it to whoever made that.

Love,
Catalyst

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