I reload my AK47 and walk out last. All alone. Just the way I like it. I completely ignore the houses and walk towards the gate.
"Oh shit... Nobody closed it." Just then a girl, about maybe a year older than me, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, pink shirt, denim shorts, and nikes, jumps down from the wall attached to the gate and aims her AR15 at me then lowers it.
"Sylvia?" She asks surprised.
"J-Jessica?" I also say in not only surprise but also relief.
We went to the same school, ate lunch together, played volleyball together, did almost everything together since I was 2. I run up to her and hug her.
"Y-your alive?!"
I forget about the gate and walk with Jessica.
"So where is your sister?" I ask her.
She stops and stares at the ground. I can tell that she's choking back her tears. "She died..."
"I-I'm so sorry."
"N-no its not your fault Sylvia."
"I know but still."
I decide that we need to go ahead and at least clear out one house if not two so we walk to the last house on the street. Jessica aims her AR15 at the door way and I quickly open the door. Nothing. We walk in and start search for anything useful. I head straight for the kitchen, Jessica follows. I check the kitchen drawers and find a huge butcher knife. I take it then grab a pair of kitchen scissors.
Jessica wanders into the garage and finds a crowbar. She puts the AR15 on her back and grabs the crowbar. I hear something outside and wander away from Jessica. I walk outside and something grabs me...
"GET AWAY FROM ME!!!!" I scream next thing I know everyone is outside and walkers are everywhere.
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BELIEVE THE WALKING DEAD
Science FictionThere were biters everywhere and we were stuck in a parking lot. My brother, Joshua, was trying to hotwire a car while his girlfriend, Alyssa, and I were guarding him. Alyssa was about 5 feet tall and had long strawberry blonde hair and hazel eyes...
