The End

The End

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Twilight
"Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To say that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice." Robert Frost I know that's a poem from the beginning of one of the books in the Twilight saga, which was a phase that most of us went through. When I read the poem it really made me think. How would the world end? In which way would it? I never thought the world would end the way it did. It didn't necessarily end in Earthquakes, Tsunamis, Volcanoes erupting or a giant meteor hitting the earth, certainly not the Illuminati like everyone feared. My name is Lauren, and I'm just an average teenage girl, who survived. When I joked around with my friends about the zombie apocalypse and how I was always prepared, I never actually expected that such thing like a zombie apocalypse would ever happen, certainly not in my life time. But I was wrong. We all were. This is the story of how i survived as long as i did.
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Let's get one thing straight here, I'm not a hero (I totally am, but I hear that these days being modest is in fashion or something, so I don't know man). I never planned on being a hero. It kind of just happened. Clark's the bigshot. The fame, the girls, the attention. Me? I'm just his loser younger brother. Another rich Trackerson kid, but that quiet one with no personality. I'm kidding. I'm funny. I promise. I have to be. The name's Liam. The apocalypse wasn't easy on anyone, but it was harder on some. We made it okay. My family lives in a mansion, and we basically run this town. I come from a line of famous zombie-hunters. Not me, though. I kind of suck. I was never supposed to get bitten. I'm running out of time. I'm turning, and it's happening fast. People are rising up, feuds are breaking out, the world is ending all over again; and it's all up to me to stop it. Or something. Crazy, right? Anyway, I've got to go. I guess the good part is, if they find out my secret-if they kill me-at least not many people are going to miss me. I just hope they get my name right. L-I-A-M. It's not hard. Please, for the love of humanity, remember my name. Whatever they call me after all this, remember my name.

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