When All Fails

Chapter 7

I know I'm very brief with my writings in this journal and don't wright often either but something amazing happened today that I just had to wright so when this is all over and if I'm dead something is left behind so people know what happened. I'm now 20 years old and for my birthday I went out looking for some liquor for my family. So I went down the road to the near by liquor store and went in but something wasn't right about this place. I walked up to the door and a robot opened it when I saw the robot I freaked and pulled out my gun when suddenly I heard a voice shouting "no don't shoot." With my gun still up I slowly walked in all of the robots were friendly and this place looked just like it did a few years ago but of course with out as much in stock. I was greeted by a man named Carl. Carl was a strange man not overly nice but not mean. He almost seemed.... Well he seemed kinda in between. I just don't know the word for it. But anyways let me get to the point. I found exactly what I was looking for and after I got what I needed Carl started a conversation with me. It started off normal like the typical questions like what's your name, where are you from, do you have a family? Just well normal. But then it got weird. He started to tell me how he knew hot fix this all and he has made a mega software to fix the whole world. But the only problem was he needed to get to Georgia we are currently in Florida, Miami to be specific. After I was done browsing the shelfs and found what I needed I went back home and told my family the amazing news. At first they did not believe me. They claimed I was overly intoxicated. Which I probably was but don't blame me I had to walk a mile back home and got thirsty. The next morning I tried to tell them again but they still did not believe me. The next day I went out to see if I could find some food or anything this was suppose to routine but something went horribly wrong. I was at the corner of Jefferson and Main Street wen I saw someone across the street. I called out to them but got no answer. So hesitantly I walked across the street when suddenly I was struck by a car. All I can remember is laying on the hood of the car going at least 70 mph and I looked down realizing that a sharp knife attached to the car was right through my left arm.