Seriously?

Dear Stranger,

The one day I decide to actually go out with friends the zombie apocalypse happens! You've got to be kidding me. All I wanted to do was have a good time with friends but noOooOO! I have to try and run for my life. I'm not even a good runner for god's sake, but I'm trying.

Hopefully, I can stay alive... but I picked a bad hiding spot so I'm screwed. I just got so tired of running. Anyways now I know I don't have much time to write this. So I'll give you the gist of what I want to say.

If you're reading this I'm dead, my name is Angeline, I'm 17 and I've never kissed a boy. Blah blah blah more stuff about me. Avenge me and all that good stuff.

I lived on

123 Washington Dr.

Boston, MA

The one old house with blue accents and the mismatched windowsills.

I'm guessing you're close to it if you're finding this note. Anyways I want you to see if it's okay. I don't know check to see if my family is alive or like if my plants are doing good. Oh, see if my cat is okay! Also, I have my lucky necklace placed directly on my desk. It's hard to miss.

I want you to have it. Whoever is reading this I need you to take the necklace. It's one of the few things that actually means a lot to me. I've worn it all my life, except today because I didn't want to lose it. It's funny, the one day I'm not wearing my lucky necklace is the day I'm going to die.

So please find it and carry it with you. Think of it as an heirloom. My grandma gave it to me so now I'm giving it to you. Hopefully, it brings you luck. If you decide to carry my necklace thank you, stranger. It truly means a lot to me.

Love,

Angeline