It's All About Survival Now

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                  I'm not sure what to think about my parents being left behind. I don't know why but I feel like I saw that coming. My dad is tough i'm sure he will protect mom and they will survive. For now I have to worry about Luke and take care of him for mom and dad. The rest of the day I stared outside. I haven't seen any of the infected except that person on the road although I didn't really get a good look at them. We went underneath a tunnel and then when we came out I saw a ton of them. It was terrifying to see. They looked like monsters! My brother stuck his head up but I made sure he wouldn't see. I know he would have to see one eventually but for now he's going through a lot so I don't want him to be more scared. Once it got really late we were proved with a little bit of bread and a bit of water. And then I doze off.                                                                It's been five days. I kept track in a journal with a calendar. Even though it is basically the end of the world I still would like to know what day it is. Each day is the same thing, I look outside and look at the monsters, I comfort my brother, get a bit of food and then sleep. I just wonder where we are going. I saw Belle coming up the aisle to me and Luke.  "Hey." Belle said to me. "Glad you came over her I was getting pretty bored." I said to her.   "Board? During all of this?" Belle asked. "I'm still human you know. I'm board of this whole end of the world thing." I told her.  " I guess I could say the same thing." Belle replied  " I want to go on like it's normal. I still want to have our little talks and be able to joke around." I told her."We will be able to do that eventually, but for now it's just not the right time." Belle said. "You're right, but I still want to talk to you because I feel better when i can. So can we?" I asked.  "Of course." Belle answered.  "You think we will be safe at the place we are going to?" I asked Belle"I'm not sure. Maybe it will be surrounded by a wall." Belle told me. "Hey maybe if it's that safe life will go on as normal." I told her. "Yeah but...." Belle stopped. "What?" I asked. "I mean I won't be the same without your parents." Belle said in a low tone.  "They will come eventually." I said.   "I'm sur-"  Belle said interrupted by a loud banging noise. We heard banging and yelling and then a voice came on the intercom.                                                                                                                                                                          "Remain calm and everyone move the first cart on the train." The voice said.                                         Everyone got up and began packing their bags quickly. I grabbed all my things and shoved it into my bag and I moved into the aisle which was crowded. I was last in the line as everyone was shoving there was up to the front. I looked behind me and I saw a bunch of the infected banging on the cart door. They were close to opening it. Finally as the line moved faster I began to panic. The infected were able to open the cart door and a man shoved me behind him so he could shut the heavy door. He had trouble so more men helped him while everyone else ran to the front. There were struggling because all the infected gathered around the door to get in. they couldn't get it to shut all the way and one of the men put his hand to close to the end of the door and one of the infected bit his hand. He yelled in pain and fell on the ground the men finally were able the shut the door and the ran to the 2nd cart and they shut that door and I looked through the cart door window and I saw the man who got bit turn into one of them. It was terrifying because it was the first time I saw it happen.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

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