prolouge
death. such a peaceful thing yet im afraid to die.over the past few days ive been thinking about death, and how it haunts my memories.
'hey ,you!! you cant be here..' said a mans voice from behind. ' oh im sorry im just passing through' i reliped. i was in a room in the hospital my mother worked at. tiny suringes surrounded me with white boxes. ive tried to find the cure for years... for the epidemic surrounding me. for three years , weve all been hiding in this hospital in new jesrey. hiding from the blood sucking creatures that lruke in the drak outside of our doors. it hasnt been sunny for three whole years. it seems that when they arived they stole the sunshine as with the lives theyve taken. i call them thives, of life, of the sun, and of hearts...i sharp pain russhed through my head, as i saw the man behind me with a gun in his hand. smoke that comes from guns when fired , is surrounding the barrel. then ... i was dead.
