Kathleens POV

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"Epidemic","Causing Death, Hostile Behavior", these things kept playing through my mind as I watched the news until I saw the video of what I thought was staged appear on the news. Then it clicked. The end was near. I quickly called my dad who was only a few minutes away from our house and told him to come here. I paused the news to show him for when he comes back. Once I got off the phone with him I called my mom and told her everything. Once I did that I told her to grab all the food, water and anything we will need to survive this from our apartment since my parents were separated. I went into the kitchen grabbing every kitchen knife and weapon I could think of. I looked over at my sister in panic and told her everything. I gave her a blue pocket knife with a police badge on it that flipped out to about 6 inches that my dad I gotten from a friend who worked at a police station. And I took one for my self, a small red one that flipped out to about three inches and had little tools in it since it was a multipurpose one and stuck it in my pocket.
My dad had just gotten home when I stuck the pocketknife in my pocket, he looked over my sister and I to make sure we are all right then we went to sit on the couch and I unpaused the news. Once he saw what I did he froze in fear. He wasn't one to be afraid of anything. He was a tall lean man with brown hair and brown eyes. But now he looked as white as a ghost. His once golden tan had disappeared.
"We got to go to Walmart..." he said shuffling to get up, " we need to get food!"
I was about to agree with him but then I realized everyone is going to Walmart.
"No. We cant everyone will go there", I said bringing a disappointment across his face.
I thought to my self for a second when all of a sudden my mom came running in with complete fear in her face bring in bags of food from the apartment.
"Whats the matter!", I yelled.
"O-One of th- th- THEM!", my mom said frantically. I looked past her to only see one of them. A half rotten beast with only one arm. Its face completely grey starring directly at me. I could see it from a mile away, the color of It's now yellow eyes. It was slowly walking towards me, moaning. I got up quickly to run towards the kitchen grabbed a random knife and ran towards it. I stopped about two feet in front of it. We both stared at each other only for the smallest of a second, then it started coming at me. I lured it away from the house. When it was a good twenty feet away from the house I saw a chance I aimed for the heart and stabbed her. To my surprise it was still moving. I froze in shock for a second then I started aiming for all the kill spots. The stomach, the thigh, anything, until I hit the brain. That is when it finally fell.

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