Everybody Around Me Is Dead

Who is this man in the mirror? I thought as I washed the blood off my hands. It was me. That disgusting cold monster I saw in the mirror. It was me. I want to throw up every time I see that horrible face. Why have I become like this? I cannot answer that question

This is my debut novel that I want to share with you. I realize it may not be perfect, but I put a lot of work into it and I hope you'll love it. If you like it, please leave a comment and like