the unseen

I woke up with a jerk at my arm.

It was my sister jazzy telling me someone or something was outside. As an instinct I grabbed my knife n pistol and went to the door. Ever since the world went to crap a few months ago I learned not to take any chances. As I slowly opened the door I saw a derranged looking boy arround the age of 8. I felt pitty on him as I took my knife n slit his lil neck before he even knew I was there.

He was one of millions of people who have gone mentally derranged n attacking others to feed. As if all I know jazzy n I are the only ones that are still alive. As soon as I knew the boy was dead I ran into the bedroom to find jazzy with a gun at her side ready to blow a head off if nesicary. She was only 14 but God how she's grown. I remember when we we sitting at our bed in ft.worth talking about our crushes n what we should do about them. "Was that mom Alice?" Her voice snapped me into the present.

"no jazz" I replied. I had not gathered the strength to tell her that I shot our mom n brother back in ft.worth when we were fleeing. As far as I knew we were n New York ,but everywhere you looked there were psychos here and there and the whole place turned upside-down. "Why don't you sleep in here tonight and we will go hunting tomorrow." She didn't give it a second thought n as soon as I knew it she was asleep on my lap probably dreaming about our parents and brother.

As I waited for sleep to come I could hear thunder n soon I could hear rain just pooring down the old brick pizza shop we took over eariler this week.that's when I allowed my self to sleep because the pshyschos hated two things.

1.sulight

2.water

I fell asleep listing to the peaceful rain fall down, and the screams of phychos melting in the rain.   

************************************************************************************************************(An hey every one I know this us a really short but Idk if it's any good so let me more n ill continue on with the story of jazzy n Alice)