My Only Hope is You

Keeping My Sanity

-CHAPTER 12-

2 months of wandering in the forest, killing all freaks in my way, not knowing where I am or where I'm going. No sign of any human being.

I left the house because it brought back too many memories.

The only things I brought with me are all our weapons, food, and some clothes.. There are only two things that reminded me of Katrina and my dad, and I wore it all the time. I left the rest of their stuff behind.

I've been wearing the same thing since I left. Plan white tee, skinny black jeans, combat boots and all my accessories which included:

1. Mom's dream-catcher,

2. Dylan's bracelet,

3. Katrina's blue bandana with white stars all over it, which I wear on my face, and

4. My dad's silver watch.

And of course I always have my weapons strapped on me.

I lived those months hunting, sleeping on tree tops, hiding my stuff in trees, and wandering in that forest. That Hunger Games shit actually helped.

But I was tired.

A freak appears and I easily slice its head.

How long will I keep doing this?

I was losing it.

I fell to my knees. "C'mon Big Guy..", I said, "Why didn't I die with them? Is there a reason??" I was starting to cry. "Because if there is, then give me a fucking sign!"

Nothing happened.

"Katrina..

Dad..

I'm sorry..", I whispered.

I put a gun to my head. I was about to pull the trigger..

When a horse ran by.