Neil
I shoot the zombies off Nat but one stabs her through the back. I jerk the knife out of her back. The wound is beyond healing. I start to cry. I am supposed to protect her. Not have her killed.
"Nat.." A tear slips from my eye and splatters across her shoulder. "Nat..." I repeat.
She looks up at me with her empty eyes. Her dead eyes. I close her eyes with my hand and bring her close to me. This can't be happening. This can't be real... But it is real... And I just let my one true love: Die. This is the saddest moment of my life. I'm so angry at myself for letting her die.. No. I cannot kill myself. I have to strive no matter how hard it is without her!
I scream in anger at myself. Then go back to trying to wake Nat up.
"Nat-Nat! Nat! NAT!!!" I give up. I place my ear on her chest. Inside is silent as a stone. She really is dead. I hold her hand. This is it. My one true love and probably my only love has died. I too feel empty now. I have to die. Meet her in Heaven. Or most likely Hell. I lift my gun to my head and pull the trigger.
(Twist! Thats the end. Comment ideas if you really want the series to continue. Im cancelling the chat with me and the full gang of the trouble makers. There is nothing to chat about to them. Best day ever >_> AND I SAW AARON IN REAL LIFE WOOOOO! GO ON I ADDED THE CHAT FO FUN! GO GO GO)
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Trouble Makers
ActionI wrote this story when I was in elementary school. I won't be taking it down because it took me a lot of time and effort to write and it was the beginning of making long stories for me. It is *heavily* inspired by Maximum Ride by James Patterson.
