Chapter 1

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Delia always so beautiful and precious. She was always laughing and smiling so sweet. Until the day her family died. I haven't seen Delia smile in awhile and I don't think she ever will again. I should introduce myself my name is Julianna Jefferson. I was actually the mayor's daughter I had a wonderful life before the disease broke out. Well I should start from the beginning so it was a normal day of high school my best friend, Skylar as usual was excited about the St. Patrick day dance that was tomorrow. " OMG OMG guess what Erick asked me out to the dance!!!" She exclaimed. I wasn't really paying attention so I said "Oh that's really cool, have fun." Skylar looked at me puzzled. "What's wrong?" "I just feel like something bad is going to happen." I said with a sickening face. she didn't say anything else to me. I could tell she was very annoyed I wasn't acting happy for her. I still had that feeling in my gut but I pushed it aside. As I was going to the bathroom it seemed like the whole school was empty. I looked around and everyone was gone. I was really puzzled I didn't know what to say or do. Above in the hallway I could see a dense shape of a person bending over another person I ran to them asking if they were okay. The women was a teacher she had dark black eyes and black hair she was wearing a very casual suit. I could tell there was something wrong with her. I backed away slowly reliazing she wasn't okay. She lunged for my leg trying to bite me. YES ACTUALLY BITE ME!!! I screamed. "Get the hell away from me!!! Who? What are you?" The teacher didn't seem respondent so I ran out the cafeteria doors and down the street to my house. Which was no surprise was the biggest house on the block. There was something major wrong in my house as I walked through the kitchen. There was blood on the floor oh my gosh so much blood. Around the corner there was a body. I couldn't recognize who it was the face was scratched and bit up. "What kinda of monster could do this?" It's wasn't my first time seeing a body, when my grandma died I had to stay to help get the body cleaned and ready to donate. I walked upstairs there was nothing and nobody else. I called for my dad, my sister, my brother, and my mother. I didn't hear anything. What could've happened to them?

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