Dystopian novel: point view

Point of view:  Father
Book: The road
Page 57
When the father and son are being attacked.


Dear Journal,
Today was a close call. We were making our way down the road to a familiar place I had been here before near the waterfall. I was afraid that there would be others attracted by the water, my guess was correct. It was first thing in the morning when I was awaken by the sounds of men getting out a truck wearing masks. I hid our stuff and quickly got the boy and ran away. My heart was beating, was this going to be it, was it going to be the end my the boy and I. Thoughts rushed through my head. One of the men saw him and told us to approach him. I did not like the way he was looking at my boy. The only reason I am still in this catastrophic world is for my son. I will die trying to keep him alive, but I do not want to see my little angel die. Then and there the man brought a knife to my sons throat and didn't think I would shoot him, little did he know he was wrong. I shot him straight in the head, my hand was shaking for a second there I didn't know if I could do it myself. I was relieved to find out the other men left without the man who was shot.

Point of view: Son

Dear Journal,
I thought I was going to die today. I know dad is trying the best he can to keep us alive, but times are getting difficult. My body was shaking and my eyes were shut as that crazy man stuck a knife to my throat, but my father shot him straight in the head. I was shocked. My father was a gentle man, he knew what he was doing and he carried the pistol as protection, but when he used it ....I saw the fire in his eyes. I can truly say he is a hero to me. I just hope father makes it out alive, this morning he was coughing out blood. Which I can assume means something bad. When father was explaining states and what this world looked like, I nodded with curiosity because I had no idea what he was talking about, it was a confusing visual. Furthermore I am just glad I am living another day next to my hero my father. I Wonder if I will be brave as him one day.