Blurred white lines on top of a speckled grey and smudged trees are all I see as I look out the window of my fathers quickly moving Mitsubishi Lancer. My mother is in the passenger side rotating her map, on the brink of ripping her hair clean out of her scalp due to stress. The world is officially coming to an end, but I had to accept that when I watched my little sister lily get torn to bits right in front of me. The dead are yet again living and spreading deadly infections, through bites mainly. So here I am, Taylor, a thirteen year old girl sitting in a now motionless car, amongst the thousands of other people seeking refuge or evacuation, with not a plan set out once accomplished, but I guess they got time to think about it now don't they, we're going to be here for a while that's a prediction I'm willing to bet $5 on.
2 hours later I think we just may have made it 3 kilometres. I look over to my brother Eli who has been complaining about his hunger for the past hour. I laid my head down and tried to take my mind off of things as I cuddled up to my pillow and drifted off to sleep. Once I awoke we were driving becoming closer and closer to our destination, Washington D.C. My brother still complaining about his hunger I snapped " well we can't necessarily just stop at a damn McDonald's now can we, we're all hungry and you've expressed your hunger enough to the rest of us so zip it" he shut up for the rest of the ride. Once we arrived in Washington we decided to lay low and survive in a local abandoned Costco, it has everything you need to survive, we hauled in our things and than began setting up traps and other things to really secure the place. The apocalypse hasn't killed off very many people yet but enough where people are joining pacts and claiming territory awaiting the death toll to rise.
Although we're in an apocalypse, living in a Costco is pretty cool you have pretty much everything you need, I begged my mom to let me and Eli make little rooms out of the plastic greenhouses/sheds located in the centre of the store, after an hour of begging she said yes. I walked up to the shed and looked for the prettiest and biggest one, once found, I took a sharpie I grabbed from the office supply section of the store and made it clear the shed was mine. With excitement I ran up in down the aisles searching for things to put into my shed, since there were no beds I had the choice of a cot, sleeping bag or dog bed, I decided to take all three, and brought them back to my shed. I set up the cot than threw two dog beds on top for cushioning, I had also grabbed a sheet set so my bed wouldn't look so tacky, after applying the sheet I put a sleeping bag on top and a throw blanket for extra warmth. After that was set up I went back out to search for things to make it seem like a real room, I got a carpet for the floor, I got some Christmas tree lights (the white ones) for decoration, I got a desk that I filled with office supplies, paper and journals and I put a battery powered desk lamp on top, I than grabbed cupboards, that I set up on the ground against the last remaining wall that I filled with food, I took a plastic storage bin that was long and short to fit my weapons in. And finally I gathered up decorations to make my room feel like...well...my room. I stood at the entrance of the shed and looked at what I spent the past 5 hours on thriving to accomplish as best as I could, it looks just like my room at home.
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Finding Grimes
FanfictionThis book is based off the walking dead from a 13 year old girls perspective and her experience in the apocalypse, her journey to finding her destiny...Carl grimes