The-5th-wave Stories

My hands where getting sweaty from holding onto my gun. I will not die, I will not die, I repeated in my head. My family is so close I will not let them down. I was listening to the gunshots fired from behind me, my only protection was a car that I have been sleeping in for almost a week. it was no use I would die here and never see my family. Will she make it out you will never know unless you read my story. ENJOY AND I DO HAVE AN EVIL MIND