where am I? agh! my head hurts! what's that sticky wet feeling? "ughh" I moan. slowly I start to open my eye's. finally I'm able to look around. every thing is so dark, what the hell! I burly got out of school! *gun shots* I snap out of my thoughts and take a chance to look at my surroundings. I can't see a thing. I start patting my back pocket looking for my cellphone, ah there it is! I put the flash light on and start looking for the light switch. I'm walking mindlessly around until I feel somthing sticking out of the wall. Bingo. I try switching it on but it doesn't turn the lights on. the hell! I thought I told mom to pay the bills last week. I'm gonna have to remind her that when I find her. now that I think of it what the hell was I doing on the floor? but now that I rethink it, I actually don't remember anything after school. now thats weird. I start walking from where I came from until I step on something sticky. eww! what the hell is that! and what is that smell! to say the truth I'm actually scared to know what it is, might as well stept on a dead mutant rat that came from Narnia an-focus! sam focus!
I slowly lower the flash of my phone afraid of what I might find. omg. I quickly knelt beside of my mother. "mom! mom?!" she was in a puddle of blood. her blood "c'mon wake up!" I yelled. and thats when it happened, I turned her around
why couldn't it been the fucking rat. their lays my mom motionless with half of her face completely destroyed showing her brain and her eyeball inside her skull next to her a bat. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I couldn't see anything because of the tears in my eye's, and then it hit me.
***flashback***
I pulled my head up to see my mother's eyes where wide open, but now they weren't the same light baby blue color, now they had a grayish almost white color.But what most terrified me was her skin, a very very pale color
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I killed her. she revived after she died from bloodloss, the rotten smell, white eyes pale skin, the way she didn't listen to me and how she tried to bite me. is this possible. I cried and cried for two hours straight until I didn't have tears left. I looked at her one last time before covering her with a blanket.
I know what I have to do. I stud up and walked toards the counter grabbing lots of knives, the bat, cans of food, crackers, a flashlight, and a lighter moving upstairs entering my room taking a family foto, paking some clothes, brush, toothbrush and toothpaste and finally my skateboard and one direction posters, walking out of my room and down stairs. as I was walking towards the door I heard banging at the Windows making me jump at the sudden sound "shit!" i wisperd-yelled. I slowly walked back to the stairs without making any noise and went in to my room
I'm sure the front of the house is surrounded so i'll have to go through my bedroom window. it'll lead to my backyard. I slowly opened my window and carried the backpack on my back. I sat at the edge of the window and looked beyond the back yard fence, i could see part of my street from here. every thing was completely destroyed, cars where all over the place equally as the blood and body parts that made me gag. and then I see it, its a motorcycle! by the looks of it its not damaged, and I can see the keys plucked in it. I hesitate and look back in to my room mentally saying good bye and turning back outside looking for a way to get down without hurting myself. maybe I can reach that big tree branch, after all I do remember going down from my window through that tree when I was younger, what stops me from doing that now? suddenly a loud crashing sound snapped me back to reality, shit! I think the front door broke. okay, okay its now or never. I start to reach out trying not to fall, but it seems like luck is not on my side today. I let out a loud yell as slip off of the window and left bearly holding on to the branch. shit! that yell is surly going to attract a lot of those things, I have to get to that motorcycle and fast. I slowly let go of the tree branch and luckily land on my feet, gaining a stinging sensation on my legs. suddenly I hear groaning from behind me. I nervously turn my head towards the sound. oh no. I start running to the fence, every once in a while turning my head around trying to see how fast they are gaining on me. they're about five or six, I'm not really sure, and I'm not going to stop and find out. all of a sudden I am pushed to the ground and pinned by my hands as I immediately turn around and start trashing around trying to get free from its hold. I rapidly put my knees to my chest pressing them against its stomach, making it impossible for the thing to get any closer to my face. shit! think fast, think fast. the things face is nearly inches away from my face, I need to get to the motorcycle now, the other ones are closer than before, if I don't get this thing off now I'll be dead meat. with all the strength I have I start pushing off of the thing whith my knees, they're stronger than I imagined. whith one last push I send it flying backwards letting me free from its grasp. I quickly stand up and reach for the top of the fence. I tightly grab on with both hands and start climbing, god I'm heavy, I should really start doing some exercise. I'm almost to the top, when I feel something grab my right ankle and tugg me down. I let out a big shriek as my backpack slips off and I let go of my left hand grabbing a hold of it before it touched the floor. anxiously I start kicking around with my left foot trying to make it let go. finally I hear a realiving yet sickening crack as I feel it let go of my ankle. I quickly grab the fence with both hands again and push my body up, I lift one of my legs and pass it over the fence then doing the same with the other one and letting go of the fence. quietly I look around making sure that the area was clear and then I started silently jogging my way to the motorcycle jumping over the corpses. once I reach it I quickly sit on the motorcycle and mentally pray that it still has gasoline. I turn the key's as the motorcycle roars to life "Yes!" I whisper-yelled. I quickly position my arms and legs and start my way up to the main street, leaving behind everything I ever loved.
time skip
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(A.N: hey, I actually forgot to mention, the location of this story is in california haha oops! XD)
Its been about an hour that I started driving, I'm so fucking tired, the fuel is running low and I'm hungry. I need to find a gasoline station fast, or I'll have to walk from now on. I started to see some houses and store's. I just hope I can find some gasoline. I kept going, and suddenly it started to rain. greeeat, just greeeat, now I'm going to get wet. I'll just have to be a bit more cautious, I don't want to have an accident. And then out of nowhere a cat jumped in the middle of the street making me lose my blance and crash with the motorcycle sending me rolling uncontrollably on the floor. "ughh" I groaned. I slowly sit up examining my left leg. there was a really deep and larg cut in my thigh staining my jeans with a crimson red mixed with dirty water, making it sting like hell! I start looking around looking for somewhere to attend my wounds. I slowly stand up wincing, once I'm up I start limping towards a little pharmacy, every step I take I feel more lightheaded, my vision is starting to get very blurry. I reach the pharmacy and see a little sign saying -closed- it might be safe, if it was closed before all of this happened than there must be nobody inside, but that also means that its locked. not thinking it twice I take out a bobby pin and break it in half I slowly kneel down and insert the to pieces in the lock, I start wiggling the upper piece until I heard a 'click'. I stud up and cautiously opened the door, once I was inside I put the lock on, then I took my backpack off and grabbed the flashlight and a knife. I put on the backpack again and switched the flashlight on. slowly I point the flashlight to every corner in the room, once I was sure I was alone, I limped to the counter and looked for some pain killers, a gauze, a needle, some tread, disinfectant, and anaesthesia. shit! I couldn't find the anaesthesia, I'll have to stitch it without it, and for that I'll have to find a cloth to put in my mouth if not, I'm going to attract the things with my screaming. I limped in to one of the corridors and slowly sat down. I took of my backpack and set it beside me, I stuck my hands in to it and took a blouse out setting it at my side. slowly I pulled my jeans down to my knees leaving the wound uncovered. I winced as I saw it, it is really big and deep. I put the blouse in my mouth and clenched it hard with my teeth as I shakily unscrew the lid and pour some on the wound. I clenched my teeth on the blouse even harder and shut my eyes as I heard my agonizing muffled screaming. the pain I was feeling was unexplainable. slowly I opened my eyes and reached for the needle sticking some tread in. slowly I put the tip of the needle on the edge of my ripped skin, letting out a deep shaky sigh I pushed the needle in to my skin with force until it traspassed my skin, immediately the tears invaded my eyes as the scream was yet again muffled hiding my pain.
and like that passed 10 minutes with me doing the same torturing steps. shakily I let go of the blouse and cut the tread with my mouth, I throw the needle and grab the gauze, wrapping my thigh with it, I take some pain killers and put them on my mouth letting them dissolve. slowly I pull my jeans up and my vision starts to get blurry, and I knew that I would pass out. I quickly pull the knife to my side just in case and turn off the flashlight. slowly I let the darkness consume me, making my pain go away.
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hi! so this is the second chapter, yay! lol, so I'm so so sorry I didn't update in a long time, but I can assure you that I WILL continue this book,
so I hope you're enjoying it so far.love: josy xx. <3

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FanfictionSamantha murtons, 20 years old, brown hair, light blue eyes,1.53 tall, she wears tomboyish clothes, doesn't cake her face with makeup like most of the girls at her school. she can been funny, sarcastic, sassy, and even crazy some times. she might no...