The Truth Is

chapter 3 - Taken

I have been walking for an hour since I saw the sign.

I have no food, no water, 14 bullets and a gun, two batteries, two knives.

I'm not going to be able to survive if this is all I have. I need to find a house or some supplies.

I see another sign and a dead walker under it. The sign again, was from maggie. I go over to it and touch the 'a' in maggie. The blood was dry. I touch all the other letters, still dry. "NO!" I shout. I fall to the ground.

"why am I trying? I'm not going to find them." I say to myself. I wish I had just one person to talk to. When you're 15 and in a world where you have to fight for your life every second of everyday, you would like to have at least one person. But I however, have no one. I haven't had anyone for 4 years but myself.

I don't cry anymore. The last time I cried was when sophia came out of the barn. Since then, I hate crying. It's so useless. If I cried for every time I was sad, I wouldn't have any water left to let out.

I get up and keep walking.

I've been walking for 40 minutes, I think. I never know how much time has passed. I just took a wild guess.

I heard a crunch of leaves in the woods next to me and I quickly turn my head.

walkers.

a lot or walkers.

I keep running straight. I find this cave-like thing and take a few steps inside.

there's a huge pile of walkers in here. Some alive, some dead. I walk up the 'hill' of walkers and once I reach the top I look around.

There's about 30 walkers in here. I keep my breathing level down so they don't hear me.

I start to walk back but I remember there's walkers out there too.

I'm screwed.

I can't go back, but I can't go forward either. Their attention isn't towards me. If I'm quiet enough, I can make it out. But if I make the slightest noise and get one walkers attention, I'll get all of there attention.

I need to get out of here. I don't think. I just quietly tip toe down the hill and quietly make my way towards the exit.

I made it. I made it through. I smile in hope that I'm a step closer to finding my mom.

I run up the tracks to get away from this cave. I don't even think I'm close to this 'terminus' place but, I keep walking. I walk off the railroad trap and go into the woods.

I stop running when I hear a snap and look down at my foot. I immediately fall to the ground.

I don't even see any people around nor do I hear anyone. I look at my surrounding area and see a thin, clear wire. I've been in a trap, an animal trap.

I should've stayed on the road. I sigh. I unattached the trap from my foot and limp to a little house. I step in front of the door ready to open it with my gun in position.

I step inside. This little shack reminds me of my old home. My home before the world went to shit. I grab the supplies I need and I sit outside. I don't want to be reminded of my old life.

it's getting dark and my foot is in even more pain. I try to get up to go into the house, as much as I hate to be in it. But before I can even gain my balance, I stepped on a glass bottle and I fell. I took my shoe off and checked out my foot. A little piece of glass was stuck in my foot. I pull it out and lean my head against the wall of the shack.

my foot has been bleeding for so long. I start to close my eyes. I drift off but I don't think I was sleeping. I passed out because when I open my eyes, I'm in a hospital bed with a blue gown on.

my eyes look at a clock and the time is 3:26.