"I've done things," Charlie said, looking up into his eyes full of disappointment. "Things that I am not proud of. But everything I've done, I've done to survive...And I did. I survived."
"And are you happy?" Daryl asked, using all his power to stop...
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Not many people could say this - especially at the age of twenty-four, but her life was perfect. If you can define what these two words perfect life means to you, her life was probably a hundred times better. Living alone in a fancy and big apartment in the middle of Atlanta with a view of the whole city. She had an amazing job that gave her a free gym pass and fruit on Thursdays. She had many friends and, a new fast car and her face was well known among people not just in Atlanta, but in the whole state.
"Yes mom." she said to her phone. "Are they coming with you guys?"
She was listening to her mother ranting on and on about them moving to Atlanta, because of some virus that was going around lately. But it was like that for a week at least. Her mom was freaking out, she was listening to it and scientists or other smart people couldn't tell what is the cause of the infection and how to stop it.
She fixed her hair and smeared pink lipstick on her lips.
"Charlie! Five minutes. They're waiting for you!"
"Okay Mommy, I have to go." she cut her mom short. "I will call you later and I'm seeing you in a week."
Charlie didn't know she won't see her family in those seven days and that was probably one of the last conversations she had with her mom. She would listen to her more carefully if she knew that she would never hear her voice.
"Yeah. Love you too." she said. "And don't worry about it, it's probably temporary. Bye."
"Is she scared?" asked Vanessa, who was responsible for doing her makeup.
"Yeah. She's paranoid."
Vanessa smiled and put powder on her forehead.
"I saw the video." she replied."This virus might be true, Charlie."
She rolled her eyes and stood on her legs, touching her hair. "Mhm. Dead people walking on the streets. What next? Brat Pitt will be trying to find the cure for that? Please."
"Charlie!" the producer yelled her name.
"I'm coming!"
So around one week before, the whole country panicked as they found out about the virus going around. There was a shooting in LA - nothing new, but someone leaked the video of a man being shot at by the police. He had around ten or so shooting wounds but still was able to walk around like nothing had happened. What killed him for good was a bullet between his eyes. After the video was seen by almost everyone in the country, the authorities informed that there was something bad in the air.
And here's the thing, Charlie didn't believe any word she heard in the news, because for the whole seven days, everyone was quiet, there was no virus or anything similar before. What she was sure was that the video was edited or it was a shot from some kind of video game, because a man could not be a walking sack of bullets and still breathing.
