Short stories!

story 1- when all good things come to an end

Day 1

I woke up and rain was pelting at my window...it was going to band miserable day, I'm sure of it. I had learnt the most devastating thing... That everything as I know it was going to change, nothing to stay the way it was, nothing will return to the way it was. And it all starts now.

There had been death after death in the town and many people were going to follow, the world has plunged itself into its own deveatation and soon the whole population is going to die, they say maybe only a few days, possibly longer but, most will not be able to care for themselves much longer, thank god I'm no doctor.

But that means that the spread of this killer is probably going to spread faster...ive already been asked to take a few of the Minor cases of the illness into my house. This doesnt make me feel any better at all.

People are dropping dead left, right, centre... So I retreat back to my home where hopefully, I can separate myself from the ill, dead and the dying...but I know I can't hide forever.

Day 2

The sound of coughing awakens me and I know that I have to get them to the hospital before it's to late and the risk of illness to spread even further. The death count in most countries has already got into the millions and with 80% of the population ill or dead we have to save whoever we can.

They tell me I have to find a safe house and hope for the best...but then I get dizzy and I'm placed under intensive care, they are trying to save me,but I take a then for the worst and they knock me out.

I wake up at around 5:30 that evening, with heaps of tubes in my arm, and then the doctor walks in and confirms my worst fears, i am going to die, there is no saving me, and that I had several options. 1) take poison and stop the endurance of pain through death, 2) die in an a cold cell...I only have until the next morning to decide.

Day 3

I decide to talk the poison, im going to die anyway, this way its quicker and personally suited me better, all those I know are dead or dying there is nobody left to tell me to change my mind