Our World Is Dead

Chapter 1

Picture is Alice

It's dark.
Cold.
Curl.
To live in a world like this.
All i have left is Ella.
We travel around looking for food and possibly shelter.

"Ella come on we need to keep moving," i snap at my sister.

"I can't...Alice i need to rest," Ella says.

"Fine...but I'm gonna go look for food," i say looking at my sister.

Her face lights up and she nods.

I roll my eyes and walk away.
I use a machete a lot since i don't have any guns. Ella has a knife.

I walk and walk for what seemed like forever.

Is this all a joke.
Life like this.
Can it be true.
No i must be dreaming.
Wake up, wake up, wake up

A high pitch scream snaps me to reality. Not just any scream. Ella's scream.

I run as fast as i could but i was not fast enough.

A walker (zombie) beat me to her.
The last family i had left...gone...just like that.

Out of rage i get my machete and yell.
Slicing the walker's head off.
I look at my sister.
My only sister and the last part of me gone.

I spend the last 3 hour digging a hole with my hands.
I place Ella in the hole and cover it up.

I stand up tears in my eyes. I grab my machete and turn to run.

I run for 2 hours straight then i fall to the ground crying. I don't care if walkers heard. I don't have anything to care about anymore.

I see a walker slowly walking to me and i break.

"GO AWAY!" i yell.

It just moans and gargles.

"GO AWAY," i scream.

It comes closer and closer to were i accept my fate.

I hear a gun fire and the walker is down on the ground.

4 people run up to me. 1 man, a boy who looks my age, a girl who looks my age, and a woman.

"What do we do with her?" the woman asks the man.

"I don't know," he says.

"I'm right here ya know," i snap.

A few moments of silence pass.

I silently cry to myself.

Tears fall.

"Should we take her to Gavin?" i hear the woman whisper.

I look up at her, with a furious expression.

I look at the boy who looks like my brother.

"How many people have you killed?" the woman asks.

Well 2 my mom and dad.

"Two," i answer.

"Why?" the woman asked.

"Because they would have turned," i say.

"Who were they to you?" the man asks.

"My...my parents," i mumble.

The woman holds her hand out for me to grab. I grab her hand and she pulls me up.

"I'm Amy, this is my husband Mike, my son Ethan, and my daughter Lilly," Amy said.

"A-Alice...my name is Alice,"

Hey guys and gals PixieCat22 here and now the questions about how many people have u killed and blah blah all that jazz comes from the show The Walking Dead...but there are different characters so please don't be hating!