A BETTER FATE

A BETTER FATE

A Poem by Alice Morrison
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Stay who you are, or become one of them?

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A BETTER FATE

Neither of us could believe it

I had been infected

We didn't even know what they were

It was like a zombie apocalypse

But they weren't zombies

These people were alive

They were blind, you could see it in their eyes

They tracked by smell, mostly

They walked like zombies

They looked like zombies

The only difference was

Their blood turned black, like it was dirty

You could see it through their skin

I had been bitten by one

A straggler on the floor

Got me in the ankle

The veins in my calf were already blackened

It hurt worse than anything I've ever felt

Like my veins were hardening

“Please, Jace” I begged

My best friend stood before me

Knife in hand

Terrified

“I can't” Jace said

“You have to” I said

He wiped his eyes and stepped forward

“Please” I whispered

“I love you” Jace whispered

“I love you too” I said back

He took a few deep breaths

And with a single swing

Stuck the knife through my head

© 2013 Alice Morrison


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Added on July 1, 2013
Last Updated on July 1, 2013
Tags: zombies, apocalypse, bitten, blood, death, black, veins, blind, infection, pain, knife

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Alice Morrison
Alice Morrison

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Hey guys. I love to write (obviously). My favorite things to write are short, horror stories because I was raised on horror and grew to love the genre, although I will sometimes write fantasy, romance.. more..

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