Making friends

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I was welcomed by many folks whom seem to be kind. There were quite a few older folks and not as many children. But, there was the dude who helped me get inside. He said his name was Joseph and that he was 17 years old. He seemed pretty nice and I wish to become friends with him, but it is a work in progress right now. While I admire all the people, Joseph offers to show me where everything is. He shows me the weapons room, my room, and YAY! the kitchen, which has plenty of food, or at least more than I have had in a while. "This is so kind of you all to let me in here," I said. He told me not to be too thankful, because their population is slowly decreasing by disease. "Anyway, I will go so you can settle in," he said. So as I am walking he yells at me. "Wait!" I stop for a moment and he runs up to me and said, "What was your name again?" I stood for a second thinking why I had not already told him my name. "Uh.. Isabelle," I said. He said it was a beautiful name and then walked off. I went to my little room in the shelter to sit down and rest for a moment. I took a small nap and woke up feeling great, but a little hungry. I sit up on my bed and I start to hear a sound. It sounded just like a zombie. I stand up and grab a book off of a bookshelf. "Hello?" I hear it walking closer and closer. So I wait to see if it would come find me. After a minute something runs into the room. I get ready to whack it upside the head until its head came off and a kid was under it. "Please don't hurt me, I am just playing with you!" I looked him staring strains into his eyes yelling, "WHO ARE YOU AND DO NOT EVER DO THAT AGAIN." He apologized and shook my hand. He said his name was Ivan and that he loves messing with people. So I told him my name and that he should stay away from me because I don't wanna be messed with. "I am hungry, can you take me to the kitchen place?" He gladly said yes and took me to the kitchen. He said they did not have a whole lot to offer. "Will a can of spaghetti do?" I just nodded and took the can. I was pretty thankful these people came into my life. I ate the spaghetti and went back to my room ignoring Ivan. It was getting dark so I decided  to go to sleep. I sat there in my bed wondering what it was going to be like in the morning.

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