suicide letter
We had been held up for months. I’m not sure of the date anymore; I stopped keeping track after the first few weeks. Everyone is dead now. My wife, daughter, son, and the few civilians we picked up on the way. We had plenty of food and water to last at least a few years, and we were secure in an old lake house that we found that was on stilts. Zed had no chance of getting in, but that didn’t stop him from trying. But they didn’t die because of what was outside, no they died because of what someone had brought in. One of the people that we found had already been infected; I can still hear the screams in the back of my head from that horrible night. We had been held up for a few weeks when we saw a group of people wondering by and let them take shelter with us. One night I heard screams coming from a back room. He had turned; I didn’t even get to learn this guy’s name. I pulled up my pistol and aimed at his head, but when I pulled the trigger his wife stepped in front of him and took the round. I tried to explain to everyone that I didn’t mean to she had stepped in front of him, but they didn’t want to hear it. They kept shouting “MURDERER” at me. I heard a shot from the back room where my family was. Another man in the group leaned in and told me that since I had killed his friends he killed my wife and children. I couldn’t take it I squeezed the trigger on my pistol, again and again and again, until everyone was dead. I took all of the bodies and through them outside, that’s when they came. They could smell the flesh. It didn’t matter they couldn’t reach me. It only took a day before the constant pounding on the stilts of the house started to drive me crazy. But that’s really not what was bothering me. I had just murdered 5 people and witnessed the murder of my wife and children. I couldn’t stay in this place any more, I may have been safe, but the memories haunted me. I looked out the door to see if I could make a run for it, but the bodies I had thrown outside were standing at the bottom of the stairs, as if they were waiting for me. I only had one round left in my pistol; why not use it on the person who deserves it. I couldn’t save my group of complete strangers let alone my own family. If anyone should find this I hope this place provides you with a happier ending than it did for me. I say good bye to this world, zed kills people because that’s what he does I killed people out of anger why should I be any different from him now.
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Comment by camden mourer on August 22, 2009 at 12:50pm -
why didnt you shoot them in the head at first
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Comment by Colby on August 8, 2009 at 12:33pm -
*whispers... wow.
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Comment by Pat on August 8, 2009 at 10:45am
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creepily awesome
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Comment by Jordan on August 7, 2009 at 10:01pm -
nice
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Comment by Jaron louis peters on August 3, 2009 at 4:35am -
creepy dude
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Comment by Charlie on July 30, 2009 at 4:15pm -
creepy dude very creepy
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Comment by Apocalpyse on July 26, 2009 at 1:30pm -
Chilling
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