Chapter 2

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Miya was turning 14 in a few days. This was the 6th year anniversary of when her family changed. She stopped caring about her birthday after a few years. There was no point in celebrating when all that did was bring back memories of her Mum, Dad and her brother.She was only focused on surviving and saving her family. 

She was sitting up in her house. It wasn't technically a house, it was a treehouse. She had built this a few weeks into her new life. Even though she was only 8 when she built it she had been very smart from a young age. She had become very independent from a young age since she had to adapt to life without her parents. She looked out her window and saw that the sun was setting. This was the time when she would go out into the outside world to search for food because zombies are less active. She had done this so many times before that she had nearly been caught multiply times.

She jumped down from the tree where her house was set up. She began to run over the dead land to the town she once called home. She ran through the streets to a place that brought back so many memories. It was her old house. She walked through the front door of her old house and went through the kitchen to find food.  Once she had stuffed her bag full of food she started her journey back to her house.As Miya was walking out of the kitchen she had to walk down the hall way. Along the wall were pictures of her family at special events. Her at her brothers birthdays, her birthdays. Any celebration was shown on the walls. Miya quickly walked past the photos as she new she was going to start crying.

While she was walking through the worst part of the city. She hated walking through this part of town but this was the quickest way home. All of a sudden three zombies came out of nowhere and grabbed her. She new there was no escape she can run from zombies but she can't fight of three with her bare hands. She mentally scolded herself for not bringing a weapon with her.She can fight one off by herself but she needed a weapon to fight of anymore.She turned around to see something she thought she would never see again.  A human.

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