Our Story

Prologue

Cancer it is a virus that attacks the blood cells in an area in your body. It doesn't have to be a human it can be an animal but in all reality it doesn't care who it attacks. Me being in a family that only consisted of me and my dad who was always cheerful and everyone no matter what background you were would help you. I thought maybe just maybe our life would be ok after my mom left us when i was at the age of 7. Why? You may ask. Well my dad kept getting sick each day until one day they told us he had.... Yup you guessed it cancer. So she didn't want the pain of loosing her true love so she left. Yup depressing but I can't do anything. But the next sentences of my life includes how I met Justin Rogers. The most dorkiest but funniest best friend,and only friend, I ever had. He was 8 when he came up to me as I read a book by the playground not interested in the only chance we had at the jungle gym. He asked what was wrong since I was alone and not enjoying the jungle gym and so I spilled everything while crying my poor 7 year old heart out. That's when he told me not to be sad and to forget the past and to let emotions of the past not get to me and if I really wanted then loose all emotion . I didn't understand back then when he told me that but now I understand clearly and now I use the second option the most . During the middle of the first semester of the 10th grade we became seperated. He had to move due to family problems with some cousins somewhere in Texas. I then became the loner of the school with a dying father. Though all hopes of mine were not crushed because when I saw the news later on my father's birthday at the hospital the main heading was' The Cure for Cancer Found.' My life got a little better around that time. Then a month later the  doctors asked those words that made me happy,"Would you like to have the cure injected into you in a few days." At first I thought that was the most retarded question,but it kind of seemed rational to ask. My father said yes and I was excited that he said yes because that would mean I wouldn't be alone anymore.... but now I wish he had never agreed to it. I wish I could go back to stop the scientists from making the cure or stop the doctor from injecting the cure into my father. Or maybe take gym class a bit more serious.But ever since then the world has been seperated in two. The survivors and the infectors. Or in another way humanity vs zombies. Now people live scavenging and in fear or if your lucky and had military training or a group dominant and ruling. Now I write my survival story in the 1st month since my father and many others were injected or infected with the cure. My name is Veronica Lance and I am one of the many survivors.