Unknown book title but this book will be awesome

this is a little bit about a new book idead i woke up this morning to write. so here goes:

I don’t talk about him, my son. I don’t acknowledge his exsistence. They ,ight take away my daughter too. My husband is dead. Fought in a war that never ended. He too, have been written out of exsistence, only by the memories of people who forgot The Great War or who refuse to bring it up out of fear they might my pershish from record. David was right. We know whats going on, we’re just in denial.

I'm not. Not anymore.

 Killed my best friend in my face. A silent bullet to back of the head. They tried to kill me. But I woke up.

And I remember everything.