When the Others came it was chaos. No one knew what was going on. My mom died in the 3rd wave and my father well let's just say the silencers kept him quiet. I am an only child so I am now an orphan with no family. All I have is my Rottweiler, Lola. I haven't seen any signs of humanity besides the 5th wavers. And who is to say they are human. I hear the military has knocked out most of the silencers. I have a radio that tells me what I need to know. I hear the silencers are down to only a few. Now all I really have to worry about is my own species being deceived by the Others. Food is getting scarce and I know I have to leave my camp again which I have tried so hard to avoid. Lola groans for food and rests her chin on my thigh. "Hey girl," I say as I scratch behind her ear. She yawns and grumbles. "I know, I know lets go get some food." I pick up my dagger and stash it in my belt loop as I climb down the tree. My finger lays on the trigger of my hand gun. Sweat beads down my face as I run with Lola by my side. We are silent as our feet race across the grass. I see the old gas station right outside of town. I always thought it was creepy before but now it looks like hope to me. Lola and I walk through the back door scouting out the place for survivors or the Others. No one remains except for me and my dog. I grab a handful of water bottles, some soup cans, and a gigantic box of lucky charms. Luckily in the back freezer there is some raw meat I rap up for Lola. It is getting low in here on food and I know I will have to scout out a new place but I want to avoid that as long as possible. My tree is the safest place for us now. We run back to camp and I tie Lola to the rope. I climb up and pull Lola along with me. As I gulp down my soup I watch the sunset. One of the only things I have to bring peace to me. I rap up our food and put it away. I snuggle down into my sleeping bag and Lola lays beside me. I wait a while before falling asleep and think maybe tomorrow will be a better day. "One can only hope, Lola," I say. And I drift off to sleep dagger in hand.
