"Friends?"

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I walked across the branches of the crowded trees. Listening for anything. Anything at all. But all I got in return was silence. I let a sigh escape my lips as I continued walking across the branches slowly. I haven't ate in days. I can't remember the last time I had water. I looked around when I heard a branch snap. I quickly gripped my only weapon left. An old rusted buck knife.

I crouched down scooting closer to the stem of the tree. I sighed in relief when I saw it was only a little rabbit. I let out something that resembled a slight chuckle. The rabbit froze looking around and sniffing. I froze letting my instinct take over. I looked at the little rabbit. It was small, but so was I. It would make a great meal. I waited until it continued hopping along.

I slowly made my way down the giant tree I was in. I slowly edged my way towards where the rabbit went. I saw it and grabbed my knife. I edged a little closer. I positioned myself to throw the knife and it took off. The second I threw my knife too.

"Dammit." I cursed under my breath. I stood up slightly weak and began walking towards where my knife landed, when I heard the growls. I saw them starting to come from every way. I took off in a sprint towards my knife. I saw my knife and shoved a Biter away from me. Only to have it grab my leg and trip me. I swiftly kicked it in the face breaking free. I grabbed my knife and spun around meeting a nasty fucker right next to me. I quickly brought my knife to his face killing him. I yanked my shirt off quickly leaving me exposed in only a bra. I threw it around a tree and quickly inched myself up the tree. Escaping the biters.

I got about 30 feet in the air when I looked down. I was always afraid of heights. Memories came flooding back. I quickly pushed them down. I noticed all the biters were crowding my tree. I had to hurry and get to a new one. The size of that herd could easily take this tree down. I continued inching up. Until I got to a branch. I swiftly jumped to another tree. Catching myself on a branch by my finger tips. I pulled myself up and began walking the same way I had been.

I continued walking for most of the day, but as the sun began to go down, I decided to look for shelter.

After an hour of searching and no light left, except the glow of the moon. I realized I'd be sleeping in a tree once again. I found two close branches and laid down looking at the stars. I slowly drifted to sleep.

"What the hell do you think you're doing child!?" He screamed.

"I didn't mean to." She said timidly.

"You didn't mean to? Look what you did>" He scolded bringing his hand up only for it to meet her face.

I woke up gasping for air. I looked around trying to calm myself down. After a few minutes of deep breathing I finally calmed down. I looked at the sky, the sun was barley over the horizon. I stood on the branches I slept in and started on my way. Wondering what today would bring.

I walked in the trees most of the day. Only going down for animals. I was becoming desperate. I saw a field in the distance. I didn't know how I felt walking on land. The tree provided camouflage and the biters couldn't get me here. I decided to do it. I walked across fields for 40 or so minutes until a house came into view. I walked in a steady pace until I reached the porch. I slowly made my was to the front door. I banged on the siding quite hard, making quite a lot of noise. I heard a slight growl. I opened the door seeing a single biter. It was male and looked to be in his mid 30's. I ran full force at him shoving my knife in his face, ending his hell. I pulled my knife out and whipped it off on his clothes. I scanned the house for 30 minutes. Finding no food, yet a backpack full of water bottles. I looked through the house seeing it must have just been the man and a teenage child. I found antibiotics in the bathroom along with a half full box of tampons.

I sighed realizing there wasn't any food. I walked to the last door and opened it.  I was shocked at the sight of a petite blonde girl and a older man. Both shot in the head. My eyes averted to the mans hand seeing a gun. I quickly went over grabbing it from his hand. I realized it was a Akdal Ghost TR01. I looked and saw two full boxes of ammo and another full one missing two bullets. I quickly loaded the gun putting it in my waistband and putting the ammo in the backpack. I looked through the dresser drawers only finding a small swift army knife which I put in my bra quickly. I sighed and looked around again. I walked to the bathroom and for the hell of it I turned the facet to the sink on. I dropped my knife and jumped back in absolute shock when water rushed out of it.

I regained myself and quickly turned it off. I walked to the shower and turned it on. Seeing water come out of it made something so foreign come to my face. A smirk. I turned it off. I walked to the young girls room. I searched for a while, but finally found a pink hairbrush. Along with a few hair ties. I walked to her closet seeing mostly bright colors. But there was a single pair of ripped skinny jeans. I quickly grabbed them along with a Black tank top.

I walked to the bathroom and set my clothes on the toilet and looked in the mirror. I pulled my dark Brown hair out of the pony tail it was in. I looked at it. It reached my waist almost now. I opened the medicine cabinet and saw a pair of scissors. I took my time making sure each piece was done right. When I finished I looked slightly like my old self. I looked at the shower and sighed. I undressed myself quickly. I walked into the shower turning the facet on.

It felt so weird being in a shower. I grabbed the fruity smelling shampoo and conditioner and rubbed it in my hair. It felt amazing. I washed it all out of my hair, feeling refreshed. I washed my body off with the same shampoo. I saw a razor and looked at it. It looked brand new. I shaved every piece of skin. I felt amazing. The smile on my face felt almost natural. I got out and quickly dried off. I dressed myself in the girls clothes. Which fit quit well.

I walked out of the bathroom smiling. I decided I would go hunting with the gun I found. I had a bright smile on my face passing the dead body on the floor. walking out the front door. I dropped my backpack and yanked my gun out pointing it around looking carefully. I looked down at the small dead rabbit. Obviously fresh. I picked up the small note on it.

"From,

           Friends"

"Friends?"

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