Bitten

Alright, so. Like…three hours ago I got bit by a zombie. I saw my hot neighbor standing in the corner of our apartment complex, and she looked sick. She was ceeling over, making a bnch of wirrd sounds, so…the good guy that I am, desided to see how she was doing.


How the hell was I suposed to know that she was a zombie? Half the time those dam things are the same color as us, I didn’t know she was dead. So she takes a chunk out of my arm, I freak the hell out and pnch her in face and just make a mad dash for my apartme.


20 minutes later. I get an alert on my phone stating that an astroid is poised for Earth. Like. Literaly, about to smack into Earth in 3 hours.


So this whole zombie biting fiasco? Blessing in disguise!!! I won’t feel a thing.


I can already tell that I’m on my way out. I reread this final letter of mine. And it is riddled with spelling errors.


Why am I even writing this? I mean who’s going to find this? an astroid is going to destroy

earth for God sake!!!


Alright. Signing out. It’s been fun Earth!!


Sincrlyl

Don

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