short story II

“We’re under attack, we are going to die” someone yelled as he ran in circles.
“Shut up,” I said as (or you could say "I said, and then punched him...") I punched him in the face.
I took him with me and we ran to the woods, There was a fireball in the middle of the forest. I don't know how to describe it, it was shiny, a big shiny dic in the ground. it seemed like a soviet rocket but what we found near nearly blew our minds.
“Hey, look, there are two corpses here, but they don’t look like human bodies” I yelled.
Then someone shouted:
“Roswell police department, everyone just stop and stay where I can see you”

thanks for your help