We were still young when the world came crumbling down to our feet.Me and my older brother Oliver have been trying to survive on our own since the sickness started.He was fifteen and I was ten when it started to spread.I remember the start of something horrible like it was yesterday.
Memory:
"Mommy are you ok", I said as I
walked towards the bathroom door.all I heard was growling and scratching at the cold white door.As I opened the door I screamed at the monster with a bloody mouth and pale skin with dead eyes that attacked me.I remember screaming at the top of my lungs.Then all of a sudden someone knocked her off and locked the door.My brother tugged at my arm as we ran out of the door into our chaotic neighborhood with the dead roaming everywhere.
End of memory
My brother is my savior and there is no one left to save us both.
"Have you found anything useful", I asked my brother through the walkie talkie."Please stop looking at the Play Boy magazines", I scolded my brother knowing he would be looking at that at an abandoned gas station."Can't help myself Bella", he replied playfully."I found you some pads and an expired chocolate bar", he said."Screw you it's not that time of the month yet", I said annoyed."i'll get back to you as soon as I have found something,because my batteries dying"."Okay be careful and try not to get eaten", I said in a series tone."You know those zombies, they just can't keep their hands off me", he replied before he hung up.I sighed as I prayed that he wouldn't do anything stupid.We are running out of bullets and supplies we found in a cabin.I was in this house I found a street away from the gas station.Then I saw a shiny light catch my eye through one of the rooms.I slowly walked in.Then I saw two swords that were placed perfectly on it's holder.When I was about to grab one of them I heard a gun trigger click.I put my hands in the air and turned around slowly feeling the presence of someone behind me.I was ready to tackle or even kill whoever was behind me.My eyes softened at the sight in front of me.It was a little girl with a gun in her hands and she was shaking and she looked frightened."Hey its okay I won't hurt you", I said as I slowly lowered the gun.She started sobbing into my chest.My heart melted as I rapped my arms around her."My dad was just killed by those monsters", she said as she let go and looked up at my tall figure."Listen I'm going to get you out of here", I said as I grabbed the swords and hung them on my back."Those were my brother's", she sniffled."You need them more now", she said as she gestured to outside.Then behind her I saw a zombie about to attack her.I quickly pushed her out of the way and sliced the zombie's head off.I felt the splattered dark blood trickle down my cheek.Then I heard more moans and growls as I picked up the scared little girl off the ground.There was a whole hoard outside the house coming in through the wide open door.
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Barely Surviving
Science Fiction"We were still young when the world came crumbling down to our feet"."when the world comes falling down for you, there's nothing in this world I wouldn't do".
