2; Too young

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*autumns POV*

I went by Carl's and no one was in so I assumed they went to the hospital to visit Rick again, I felt bad for them. Rick was never at home that much.

I got home and heard gagging then puke falling into the toilet I walked up stairs slowly opening the door, it was mom.

"Oh hunny, stay back I'm not well." She said, her eyes looked aggravated and she was pale. I looked at her arm and noticed a scratch.

"What's that?" I pointed at her arm.

"I was on my way home and something scratched me, I don't know if it was a cat or someone on drugs. Babe, it's nothing." She reassured me.

I nodded and walked away I didn't really believe her, but I thought she was fine. Until tomorrow.

*the next day*

Me and my mum live on our own dad left a long time ago, after she was ill yesterday I told school I wasn't coming in so I could look after her.

I knocked on her bedroom door "mom?" No answer.

I opened the door and walked into her room my moms face was grey, she wasn't breathing. I shook her and her eyes opened. Her yellow eyes stared into mine, none blinking. Her hand grabbed my arms and pulled me to her, she growled and tried to bite me.

This wasn't my mother.

Telling her to get off I pushed her, but that didn't stop her, running out the door I tripped and she landed on top of me trying to eat me alive, I reached the lamp on the drawer next to me and slammed it over her head.

She got back up.

I hit her repeatedly until her skull was smashed in, destroy the brain and they die.

I looked out my window and there was more of them, I shit myself.

I ran into my room grabbing my bag pack I put in my family photo album, clothes and some knives, and my mums gun.

I had to get Carl, he's too young to do this on his own, but wait, I'm fourteen. I'm too young to do this on my own.

<end of chapter 2>

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