We had been at Eastwood for about a month or two. Everyone settled in straight away. Well, kinda anyway. Josh declared himself group leader and went to talk to their council about what they wanted us to do. Josh wanted us to pitch in with the running of things so they said we could help out. Luke started helping out on runs. Kate and me helped out by fixing up two old motorcycles. krystian showed some people how to use a knife, and helped out in anything he could. We really earnt our keep. Even made a couple of friends, kieren who was around my age, and Morgan, who was one of the leaders. They showed us around and really helped us fit in.
But when it got late atnight, when me and kate would just lie in our room, staring at the ceiling. We would talk about how it was before, we would talk about the team that I was captain of and she was a part of. How we missed our friends, how we missed home. But how she preferred it now. Without all the ass holes that used to hate her.
But most of all, how we were worried about abigail. What this place had done to her.
And what it might do to us.
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End of the road
PertualanganThis is my story about a zombie apocolpse. i know it looks like i write alot of chapters, but they are very short.
