Write a short story that starts with this line: I should have known it was a bad idea, but that didn't stop me

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Explanation:

The Rubix Cube:

I should have known it was a bad idea, but that didn't stop me.  Going off to look for supplies in a zombie apocalypse wasn't one of my best ideas, but it seemed to be going well.  That was until I knocked over a shopping cart.  Immediately every zombie in the area locked on to me as if I was the last package of toilet paper during the pandemic.  

So now I find myself trying to outrun a swarm of zombies.  The only problem, well not the only problem but a main one, was that our zombies were fast.  Not the kind that limp towards you.  Our zombies were speed demons, in order to even out run them, let alone survive them, Captain Puffy had us endurance train for months before letting us out.  I can only imagine the rage that the Captain would feel right now if she saw me going against her orders.  

All of the sudden my backpack was flung from my back causing me to trip forward.  Scrambling to my feet I'm met with the sight of a familiar surrounding.

"What do you think you're doing Eren?" The Captain called towering over me.

"Well, uh you see,"

"Save it, it's not my responsibility to protect you if you're gonna defy my orders.  However, it is my responsibility to punish you," she smiled while cracking her knuckles.

"Captain that won't be necessary I swear.  It's just that my birthday is tomorrow and I wanted to have cake since I haven't exactly had the best two past birthdays."

As I thought back to my last two birthdays memories flashed through my mind of my close friends disappearing only to reappear as the walking dead.

"Look Eren, I understand that you need something to look forward too.  Heck we all do but putting yourself in danger for," She dragged her finger along the frosting and tasted it "a processed strawberry cake isn't worth it in the end.  I promise."

I frowned at her, "How would you know what's worth it or not?  You won't even tell us about your past."

She shot me a look, "Alright that's enough Eren.  Follow me to to the chamber.  We're locking you there for the next 24 hours so that you don't try anything on your birthday."

I began to complain to her before she stopped me,"As much as I care about you, I care about the rest of this camp too.  But I guess since your birthday is tomorrow I'll let you keep the cake."  

With that I was left in what we call the prison rubix cube.  I went and sat down along a red square.  Red always felt like an eery color to me but for so reason I was drawn towards it today.  

As the sun began to set I laid on the single white bed in the room and shut my eyes.  If I was going to be in here for awhile I might as well sleep through it.

As I came out of dreamland I was met by the sounds of my fellow survivors.  I assumed they were singing happy birthday to me, but when I unlocked the small singular window my stomach dropped.  All the members or the camp were screaming in terror.

"They found us."

"How did they get here?"

"This is the end."

"Someone save us."

But amongst the screams one voice stood out, "Eren, Eren.  Here quickly take the key and don't come out until its safe you must promise me.  If only one can survive I'm glad it's you."

"Puffy no, I can't this- THIS CAN'T KEEP HAPPENING ON MY BIRTHDAY," I screamed.

"Listen Eren, it's too late for the rest of us.  I'll try and lead the majority away from here but promise me.  PROMISE ME, that once you leave this room you'll get away and live.  You have so much more of a life to live."

"Captain just come into the cube, I- we can figure this out you'll be safe in here."

"EREN just promise me ok, I've already made up my mind on what's going to happen," she began to cry.  "I know you've only known me for a couple of years but you were always like a son to me."

Then she ran away without a chance to let me tell her how I thought of her as my mother.  But she would soon find out.  I son could never let his mother leave this world alone: even if it was a promise.  

So I opened the cube and walked out, "Don't worry Captain, you won't be without me for too long."

With that my eyes closed for the final time.

a biography is a genre that mainly accounts somebody's life and that is written by somebody else. this genre supports sonia nazario's desire to share enrique's life because she can fully inform readers of his entire emotional journey.

in a biography, an author can share the readers almost everything about a person's life, or just one key event or personal aspect the author is interested in telling, like in this specific case in which sonia nazario is centered in enrique's emotional journey.

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