Life Ends, Kaitlyn Garlets [hot novels to read .TXT] 📗

until he couldn't cry anymore. I held him and whispered that it would be okay, that he was going to be fine.
I called my mom and dad to tell them what happened and my brother and Mason, when he got a hold of himself, called his aunt who he lives with and told her about what happened and she rushed right over.


One week later


Mason and I have been coming to the hospital every day since the heart attack to see how Mark was doing. He's getting better each day that we do see him.
I knocked on the door that I have been getting to know and entered when I heard Mason's voice.
"Hey," I said.
"Hey, how you doing today?" He asked, kissing me on the lips.
Yes, we have finally had our first kiss, on the day after the heart attack. It was like fireworks.
"I'm good. You? How's Mark today?"
"Same. I've been trying to figure out what triggered the attack. The doctors don't know either. All they know is that it was like it just came onto him without warning."
I leaned over the bed to say hi to Mark, who's eyes followed my every move.
"Hi, Mark. How you doing?" I asked, grabbing his hand.
He blubbered something out that probably meant 'good'.
"So why did you have that heart attack?" I asked out loud to myself.
Mason and I haven't been to Jeffery's house since the attack, but I thought that we should.
"I think that we should go back to the house. To look at what he wrote on those pieces of paper," I said to Mason.
"I was thinking the same thing yesterday. Lets go now. Its time for Granddad to take a nap and get his strength up."
Mason and I said our goodbyes and left the room.
Mason drove us to the house and knocked on the door to Jeffery's house.
"Hi, Mason, Jessie."
"Hi," Mason and I said together.
"Come on in. I've been looking at the papers that your Granddad had written on. I think that what he wrote dow will change your life forever." He said, stepping aside for us to come in.
"What do you mean?" Mason asked.
"Take a look fro yourself."
We walked down to the library and opened the door, and entered.
Mason took one of the papers that his Granddad had written on and read it over.
"None of this makes any sense to me."
"It didn't make any sense to me either, but then I read closer. You try."
Mason looked at the paper for a few more minutes and then gasped.
"Do you mean the numbers written in word form?" He asked.
"Yes. Do you know when that is?" He asked Mason.
"My God. In a month if I'm right."
"Exactally one month. That's when the world is going to end." Jeffery said, shaking his head.
"What?" I asked, grabbing the paper from Mason's hand.
The paper had two different languages on it: one in whatever language I couldn't read and the other was in English. It looked like this:
This world will end on March fourteenth of 2012. There will be no survivers.
In English, it says: This world will end on March Fourteenth, 2012. There will be no survivers.
"What does that mean?" I asked, now knowing that this had nothing to do with getting an A on the project. This could be life or death. Or more like Death and death. "So everyone on the planet will die Next month?" I whispered, looking at Mason, who looked like he just saw a ghost. "But what if this isn't real? What if this is just a theory?"
"I don't think so," Jeffery said. He walked over to the desk and picked up a stack of papers and read some numbers out loud to us. " 3000 B.C.-2800 B.C.;1190;1201;1219;1287; September 11, 2001. And there is so many more dates where that came from. I looked them up and found that all those dates, more than one hundred people or animals had died from either something natural, or something not natural. And Something tells me that this one is right too."
"My God. What do we do? Do you think that this is what gave Mason's Granddad a heart attack?"
"Its possible," he said, sighing.
"We need to tell the public. And fast."
"I don't think that its such a good idea. The people of this planet wouldn't know how to take it. They would probably go crazy, killing to get food an water and money and shelter because they would think that it would be logical. But its up to you."
"What do you think, Mason?" I asked, grabbing his hand.
"I agree. We need to tell them now. And if they don't believe us, they can just take a look at these papers and look at the dates of the other ones and if they believe us, then they do, but if they don't then that's their problem. Lets go now."
"Where would we go to tell the public?"
"Go to the local news channel and tell them the truth. Come on." Mason took my hand and squeezed it, and we grabbed the papers and walked out of Jeffery's house hand in hand and drove away.
We parked in the parking lot of the local news and stepped out of the car.
"Ready?" Mason asked, holding my hand.
"Ready," I said and began to walk.
We entered the building and told them the truth about Youk'e Magg's predictions.


March 14th, 2012 2:08 P.M.


By now everyone is going around running like crazy, ad a Jeffery said, there was so many killings that no one could stop them or control them. I on the other hand learned to deal with the fact that I wouldn't be on this planet any longer.
The world finally figured out what was going to kill us all off. Its a astroid half the size of Saturn.
Mason and I spent the rest of February and most of March together. We found out that we like to take long walks in parks and feilds where we were closer to nature.
No one could stop it from coming and killing us all off.
No one.
I walked down the block in the park near my house and sighed, leaning my head against Mason's shoulder as we walked.
"Mason?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
"I love you too, Jessie. I think that I always have even when I didn't even know you."
"Me too."
"One more hour."
"Yeah. At least we are together."
"Yes, that's all that matters."
Down the road, I saw a fire break out.
"Lets go check that out, Mason," I suggested.
"I don't think that its a very good idea."
"Why does it matter anyways?" I asked, looking into Mason's beautiful blue eyes.
"You have a point there, Jessie."
We walked to where the fire was and looked around. People were running and screaming and crying that everyone is going to die. Like we didn't know that already.
A man came up to us with a knife and waved it in our faces.
"Watch where you swing that thing!" Mason said, backing us up.
"Doesn't matter anymore does it?" He asked, laughing loudly.
"No, but we want to live as long as we can."
"I don't care!" This guy looked and talked crazy. "I'm going to die in fourty-three minutes and twelve seconds. How about you?" He asked, laughing again.
He stepped closer to me and waved the knife at me.
"Please stop," I said.
"Why should I?" He asked, laughing crazily.
"Because I asked you to not do that."
"Come on, Jessie. Lets go before he does something crazy."
We started to walk away when the crazy guy grabbed my arm and I twisted around, and he stabbed me into the stomach.
"I'm saving you from the death of an astroid!" he said, laughing.
I fell to the ground, grabbing my wound. I couldn't even feel anything.
Mason was right by me the whole time.
Its the end. I just know it. My world and everything in it is going to end any minute now. How can I save it? I knew that I couldn't.
I lay on the ground, coughing up blood, wondering when it will be over so that I do not have to feel any pain or taste the terrible taste of blood in my mouth every few minutes.
"Its going to be okay, Jessie, just hold in there a few more minutes. Okay?" Said Mason.
I looked up into the red sky and watched as the giant red rock fell to earth.
I looked at Mason. This was it.
Mason was crying.
"I love you Mason."
"I love you too, Jessie. I always will," he said, crying as he gripped my hand tightly.
The last thing that I remember was watching the giant rock finally land on earth. Blackness. Imprint

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Publication Date: 04-22-2011

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Dedication:
My dedication is my family and friends named Tyler Miller and Lyndsie Parks for being such good friends and if I was to die, I would want to spend the last moments with them and my family.