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After that, I went to turn up the lights (I wish I hadn't) it came to
me that, that terrible thing standing in the middle of my kitchen was
a f****** zombie, I couldn't believe that those things were actually
real, I was actually used to see the but it was only on the TV I was
definitely not expecting to see it in the flesh (I don't know if I can
actually say this but..), I went upstairs to wake my mother and to see
if it was everything ok with her, but when I got there she seemed ok,
I called her name several times but she didn't answered me, so I when
near her to wake her up, but when I got there it was too late because
the thing that I saw wasn't my mother, the lady that took care of me
for 16 years (more or less) she wasn't perfect but I loved her I mean,
she ignored me for most of the day and she forced me to were this all
cute dresses for her parties, but she didn't deserve to die like this,
she didn't deserve to be eaten by those monsters, it was just too
much...I was snapped out of my thoughts by my father shaking me.
-Are you ok? - My father asked me with a really worried look.
- yes of curse I'm ok, my mother was killed by those disgusting
monsters and I'm totally ok!- I said with tears running throw my face
and trying to gasp for some air. My father was looking at me with a
confused look, he went near the bed to see my mother half eaten halt
not eaten, he started screaming and throwing this at the walls and
blaming those "things" (because I really don't have any name to
describe those creatures). I just stood there looking at my father
having a break down, and that is the last thing that I remember of
that horrible night.
********a week later ***********
-Dad I'm hungry!- I said trying to keep my self-going but it was more
and more difficult, we didn't have any kind of food for what seem to
be like ages ( but it was just one day), I was tired, we've been
walking for hours trying to find any kind of living soul, but it
seemed really impossible it was horrific seeing that in one week
everything that we kwon/knew was too away from us in just a couple of
days my phone only had 10% of battery, but I wasn't going to used it
for nothing. It's only been one week since my mother was...well you
know, and I missed her a lot, I actually didn't knew that I loved her
this much but I guess I do. After that break down that my father had
he was never the same, I don't see Him smiling anymore, but locking at
all of this it doesn't actually give us the will to smile. The only
thing that he told me was to be strong and to never trust anyone.
It is funny to see that, when the humanity as nothing to old on, no
food no water, no electricity, they just torn to be the worst animal
that you can ever imagine, they start stealing things and beating each
other's, and probably killing those that can actually help them
survive to this thing. It is sad to see but is true they transform
themselves in something that they've been criticizing their whole
life.
We kept walking, for like one or two miles, when we heard a loud noise
like things breaking and people screaming, we thought that it zombies
attacking another family so we just hide behind some trees for 15
minutes until the noises all stopped.
-wait here. I'm going to see what happened there, don't come out of
here until I say, ok? - My father told me, almost whispering. I agreed
with him, because I was just too afraid to come out, I still don't
believe that this is happening, this is just crazy, it's just too
much.
I snapped out of my thoughts with my father screaming my name, I got
up still a little bit insecure because I didn't quite knew what I was
going to see behind those bushes, When I got there my father was near
some boy, he had hazel eyes and light brown hair....
-Come here spencer and help me with this kid he as a cut on his harm and back!
I started running toward the boy, he had a lot of blood in his shirt
and on the floor, I felt myself faint because of the blood, I'm kind
of afraid to see it I don't know what it his but I just don't like it,
but I pulled myself together and tried to help that boy. My father
went to a house that was nearby, to see if there was something to help
stopping the bleeding, and I kept beside the boy seeing if I could put
something on his harm to stop the bleeding. The boy was passed out but
he started waking up slowly, and asking where he was and what had
happen, when I was about to explain my dad appeared with some bandages
and water so we started cleaning the cuts.
-There you go! So can you tell us your name or something about you? -
I asked in the sweetest voice possible.
-Yes, my name is Bryan, I'm 17 years old and I'm from this city. He
said with a really low voice, trying to fight thought the pain.
-It's ok, don't talk, can you walk to that house? We can sleep there
for this night, because is getting too dark to walk.
We went to that big white house, when we enter the house there was
almost everything still there, some old family photos and some toys,
but that was it. No food no water nothing but I kept looking for
something in the house trying to find something to eat because I
didn't knew how much longer me, Bryan and my father could old on
without any thing to put on our stomachs.