As i stand towering over the bodies of my mortal enemies i sweat as the cold steel of the 12 gauge chills my hand and my mind. I cant help but wonder if this was all ment to be, if i was meant to put and end the evil and villanous happening in the world. I stand alone i can think of nothing more than the past i struggle to hold on to the past, for that is where my feeling and family are. If i were to die now that would be the true end of the world for i am the last. All of man kind is lives inside me, in my head. So i must live and i must fight for am mankind i am legend. i wrote this in tribute to mathersons book.
sorry about the typos.
DAMN!!! That was freakin beutiful man!!!