Lisa and Sam went to find gas, while we went to look for supplies we would of needed. When we entered the Walmart, something clicked in me. Like, it was as I was a six-year-old again.
"Guys! We could get whatever we want without our parents here!" I giggled.
It seems like everything that had happened... was forgotten. We we're only in Walmart, though. How could being here, of all places, make us- well me- excited? It felt weird to be happy again. It felt as it was a distant feeling. One that was forgotten, but easily remembered. I continued to roam around the store. Sammy had went towards the clothes, I went straight to the back, knowing we might find water, and snacks back there, with Jak following behind us. I ignored the tipped over aisles, although I thought, how could they be tipped? When I tried to when I was younger, I got in trouble, of course, but it would budge. Hm.. Jak snapped me out of my thoughts.
"We might want a bigger backpack, to carry the supplies." He said, tugging my arm and walking towards the camping supplies. It made since to go over here, we could find ammo and weapons, flashlights, dry food and ton more. When we got their, the were very few supplies their.
"Someone must've already been here." Jak said, his voice coming to a whisper. I look around, that thought terrified me. I mean, it good that there is someone else still alive out their, but what if they didnt care about others? What if they came back and we're able to kill us and take our stuff? What if... they took one of us and killed the other? My breathing started to speed up. I started feeling dizzy. All these questions rushing into my head. What if they are still here looking for other things? What if they found Sammy? Or what if they found Sam and Lisa? My thoughts started to get out of control. What if we we're the only people left that we're alive? What if...
"Hey, Sara, you don't look too good," Jak said, a look of concern washing over his face.
"Uh.. just kinda thinking..." I answer in a shaking voice.
"Over thinking?" He asked, putting his arm around my shoulder.
"I think so... yea... I just need to sit really quick." I say sitting down, with Jak soon sitting by me. I usually had small panic attacks, I haven't had one in about a year, well I think. I don't really remember, so, I guess it really has been that long.
" Do you have water still? Maybe you should drink some, water usually helps, right?" He questions. Jak has been around long enough to know I've had them before, so has Lesli and Sam. I usually just drink a little water and eat something small ((A/N This is just what my mom has me do when I get these, so I'm just using that for this part. It may be different for others that have this.)) I reached back into a small bag I brought with and pulled out a water bottle. It was half full. I took tiny sips of it and took a few deep breaths. I put the water down and look back to Jak. He gives a reassuring smile, and I return with a small smile. We sat there in silence for a while. It was peaceful until we heard heavy footsteps. Too heavy to be Sammy's. We get up and find somewhere to hide, which wasn't very easy being in isles. We went to a different isle, hiding at the very end.
"You sure you saw three of them come in here?" A deep voice said, sounding very annoyed.
"Promise. But I think they might'ev split up." Another voice, sounded deeper than the first and had a accent.
"That's not good. Earlier this place was swarming with those things. They must be crazy." The other said.
"Hey... whats that?" The second guy said. I look down and see my bag hanging out of my side, probably what they are seeing. I pull it in front of me and hear whispering, "Hey kid. We aren't goin' to hurt ya'. Just come outta from behin' there." The accent was now thick in his voice, and a little louder.
