UBDUCTED

Chapter Two

 I walk into my messy room and pull open my closet to grab a backpack. I unzip it and start grabbing things. I'm going to go on an adventure to figure out what's going on. I'm leaving home.
I grab my brush, some perfume, a change of clothes, a book, a few packs of crackers, and five bottles of water.

 I throw the backpack over my shoulder and walk back down my hallway. I look at all of the pictures on the wall of my family. I can't stop thinking about where they are. But I need to stop thinking and start looking.

 Before I walk out the door I go and turn on the TV. I switch over to the news station. I need to see if everyone is actually gone. The news is live so this will tell me if its true.

 And as I thought, nobody is there. The seats are left empty.

My heart starts pounding out my of chest. 

 "I really am alone." I think to myself.

 I switch though a couple more news channels. No one.

 I start to tear up. The droplets in my eyes make my eyes blur up. A droplet falls onto my hand and it feels like a rose petal, brushing against my skin. 

 I smile at that thought. My family loves gardening. The droplet made me think of my mothers roses and my dads cabbages. My brothers carrots, and my own daisies (my personal favorite flower).
I stand up and turn off the tv. "I need to think positive." I say to my self. "Maybe there are some people out there. You haven't even left your own town." And with that I get up. I grab my brothers phone that's still on on the table and grab a charger from the kitchen. I stuff both things into my backpack. I know I'm probably not going to find a place to charge the phone or anything like that, but just in case.
And with that, I start walking towards the door and out into the quiet world.

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 The streets are so empty. No movement at all. I look up at the sky. It's almost dusk. I need to find some type of shelter.

 It takes a couple of minutes, but I do end of finding a place to stay the night. It's a run down gas station.

When I walk inside and gag at the smell. I hate anything and everything that smells. Unless it smells good of course.

I open up my backpack and take out my brothers phone, the charger, and a sleeping bag. I get up and start looking for an outlet. 

 Just because nobody is on this earth doesn't mean there isn't any electricity. 

 I get up and start walking around, looking for an outlet to charge the phone. When I find an outlet sit down and plug it in. The phone pops up saying "43% charged." I sigh, and unravel my sleeping bag. 

 When I crawl under the covers I start to cry. Nobody is here. I literally know nothing. I mean, for all I know, people are still here... watching my every move.

 I push the thought away and wipe my eyes. I take my purple brush out of my backpack and start brushing through my long blonde hair. I sigh and say to myself, "everything will be okay Willow."

 And with that I crawl under my covers and fall asleep.