Father of a Zombie Son

    My son has been bitten. I imprison my son in his room to prolong his devoid existence. Is this way the best though? My son was a boy of so much potential. A boy of sheer determination, drive, and ambition. A boy that would have thrived in these United States of freedom, opportunity, and hope. My neighbors will surely kill him if they find out I am harboring him here. It seems the visions I have of my son are the only things that are stopping me from killing him myself. Do I have the courage to push those visions of happiness down? Do I have the courage to put and keep those memories in the past where they were forged? From all of this debating I have figured out what I must do. I must take his life in order to preserve the legacy he was forging before he was infected.

                                                       Father and Son