betrayal and irony by anthony guizzetti (namjoon book recommendations .TXT) 📖

note: this is purely fictional. im not depressed or suicidal. its not the best but it is pretty good considering i wrote it with no prior planning and in under 15 minutes. hope you enjoy the story. onward!! im gonna edit this and make it better. and its grammatically messed up to. but o wells!

my name was Tony. the year is 2053. Zombies took over almost a year ago. this is the story of how i died.
i was part of a groupd of survivors . i was the scientist out of the group and i was working on projects to make our lives easier. i was a horrible shot. my sister clare was the leader of our group. there used to be many people, but over the years we lost everyone except my cousin blayne, the twins lauren and holly, and my best friend allison. we had to fight off hordes of zombies. i wasnt great in fights, but i did make many traps and vehicles to help. they considered me useless. they didnt care about me.i would help quite alot. but it wasnt good enough i guess, because while i was working by myself on my projects, they all had a meeting. they decided that i was useless and they were wasting supplies on me. everyone of them agreed. they made a plan. the plan which sealed my fate.
later that day i told them all that i had something to show them. the zombies were starting to pile up around our office building hide out. i stood on the roof near the edge and look toward the setting sun as they came up. my lap coat flutter in the breeze. behind my back, clare nodded. blayne raised his gun. the twins did alwell. as did my best friend. and my sister. i turned around. i laughed and started to walk toward them. "very funny guys" i said. then, the shot rang out and i felt a horrible sting in my shoulder. my eyes widdened in shock. before i could completly process what was happening they opened fired. bullets slamsed into me with such force i was thrown backward. but they didnt kill me.
the shots knocked my notepad out of my jacket pocket and knocked me off the foor. i fell ten stories. i died the instant i hit the ground. as i fell, my killers could here me laugh. they didnt here the thump of my body hiting the ground. nor the shattering of glass and the clatter of metal.
allison picked up my note book. it was open to a page. she read it and gasped. they rest read it and they immedietly realised there mistake. it read as followed:
"Finally, my two greatest projects are complete! the anti virus for this zombie plague, and my newly designed weapon. it shoots out flashed of light that kill any zombie caught in the flash. it could decemate an army of zombies by itself because it never ran out of ammo. ill show it to the rest of them tonight. i have a feeling they dont want me around. this will change there mind. now they will see that they do need me. ill keep them in my jacket pockets. i cant wait!"
just then zombies threw open the roof door and swarmed onto ththe roof. they never stood a chance. oh the pain they suffered as they were devoured. the last thing that ran thru there minds, we needed him.
my darling sister died last. she was eaten slowly, painfully. she betrayed me. they all did. they suffered for it. so next time you think about betraying someone who cares about you, think twice. if not, prepare to meet loving sister and her accomplices......
IN HELL

Publication Date: 09-09-2010

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