The Monsters Among Us [SDMN] (Discontinued)

C.1 - Beginning | Part 1

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"I can't believe my little girl is moving out" My mum said. We were packing my things into boxes so that I can move out into my new flat about two hours away. My little brother Ben, who was 3 roamed around my room, green dinosaur in hand.

I rolled my eyes at my mum's statement, she has always been so protective over me. I had an older brother and a younger brother, so my mum didn't really know what to do with me, being a girl and all. She had me on a leash. I couldn't do anything! But she has loosened up the chain and let me move out.

"Mum, I'm not your little girl anymore. I am 19." I replied as my fingers fumble about with some cables. My mum huffed, that was the end of the conversation. She knew I would always have a come back.

Ben sat down next to me and played with his toy. I smiled at him, causing him to laugh. His little chubby face went serious.

"Why do you have to go? Can't you stay here with me?" Ben said, looking up at me with big blue innocent eyes. My mum had me and my older brother to a different man to Ben. My mum was young, made mistakes. Got pregnant at 15 with my brother and again at 16 with me. But I have always thought of Ben's dad as my own.

"Because when you are my age Benny, you don't want to live here anymore. You would want to go out and explore the big world" I explained, turning to face him. His face turned sad as he as her sloppily played with his toy.

"But hey, you can always visit me whenever you want" I said, messy up Ben's hair. He laughed a child's laugh and went of to play in his room.

My mum cleared my draws, putting the stuff I wanted into a box and the stuff I didn't want into a bin bag. I would often check over to look at the bin bag and see if she put anything I actual wanted in there.

Music played out of my TV that stood on the carpet, surrounded by boxes. My back faced my mum, I sorted out the heap of stuff piled in the corner as my mum went and did under my bed after the draws. I lent on my knees and hovered over the stuff, trying to see if anything caught my eye that was worth keeping.

"Amelia! What in the bloody heck is this?" My mum shouted, sliding out from under my bed with a bag in her hand. Shit. That's my walker survival bag. I thought. My mum knew I was paranoid about a zombie apocalypse, but not this much. I mean, you can't be to sure.

"Oh that's my walker bag. Just in case a zombie apocalypse happens" I try and say as casual as possible. I look over my shoulder and see my mum looking at me nervously. She looked in the bag repeatedly, looking up at me in disgust occasionally.

"This is a load of shit. A zombie apocalypse isn't going to happen. Why can't you live in the real world and stop living in a zombie infested mind state" my mum spits at me. She never really gets my 'obsession' with walkers (zombies), it is agony to see her insult me. To insult my life.

"Swear" I heard Benny shout from inside his room. My mum's face grew red with anger. She has a lot of anger issues, it doesn't take much to push her buttons.