The Broadcast Came Too Late

Its been about 12 days since the live broadcast first told us to lock up in our homes.

And ever since then ive been worried about my family who went out for food,

i stayed home feeling ill but i regret it everyday as the loneliness takes hold.

“Damn” I stare at the last box of frozen food. I just hope this end before i die

of starvation. My water ran out 3 days ago so dehydration has been destroying my mind.

Ive forgotten what the broadcast was even about *Thud* Shouts and bangs

at the door echoed through the house. “It cant be right?” I rush to the door, my family had finally

come back to save me. With a smile across my face i swing open the door,