It felt like we've been walking for hours. I over exaggerate things my mother always said. I'm gonna miss her. Thinking about her brought a tear to my eye. It was silent. John was asleep in dads arms. He stopped crying a half hour ago. "You see that?" My dad asked. I looked up. Lights. "Yeah. Is it safe?" I asked. We kept walking. "We'll find out." He said. A few minutes later we made it. I heard a few people talking. It was a little tent set up on the side of the road. "All I'm trying to say is if we wait here those things are gonna come back or a car will come smashing in." A lady said. I peeked out. It was and old lady. A few grey hairs but she was still pretty. Her face looked young but something was just telling me she wasn't. A branch cracked. And old man stood up with a shot gun. "Who's out there? Speak god dammit!" He said. My father motioned for me to stay where I was. He still had John though. "We aren't bitten. Or infected. My son. He's tired and we just need a place to stay for a minute and catch our breath please. They just watched their mother die-" the man interrupted him," they? What do you mean they?" He asked rudely. I can tell he was pointing the gun at my dad. "Carter! Please!" The lady yelled but not too loud. "My daughter. Katie come out slowly." My dad said as he motioned for me to come out. I came out. I was right. The gun was aimed directly for dad. "Please don't shoot him!" I yelled. The man looked at me. He could see the hurt I had in my eyes. He put the gun down. "You poor thing." The lady said in a sympathetic voice. "Sorry about that. So you lost your wife?" The old man asked. "Um yeah," my dad stammered," we crashed about a mile back and one of those things got her. Started biting her like an animal." He said. His eyes looked watery. But he looked up and had a cold look on his face. "I'm just trying to keep my kids safe." He finished saying. There was an awkward silence until I broke it. "What are those things?" I asked. "You mean to tell me you don't know?" The man asked. I shook my head. "A buddy of mine in the military told me a few things before he died. He said Iraq dropped a chemical nuke on us and was more powerful than they thought. The plan backfired on them now it's spread everywhere." He said. "I used to be in the marines. They use to threaten us about it but we thought they would never pull it off. I guess we underestimated them." My dad said. We heard something. "Shhh everyone in the camper now!" The old man whispered. We all got in the camper and drove away. Maybe no one was there. Maybe it was our mind playing tricks or perhaps someone was there. One of those things or maybe it was somebody just like us trying to find help after losing there loves one.
Here I am in a camper with my dad, my little brother, an two strangers I just me five hours ago. It's dusk now and the light was creeping slowly out of the clouds but still some darkness of the night left behind. I wish this was all a dream. Losing my mom, the car wreck, all those people that are suffering. I look at my dad. "Where are we going?" I asked him whispering. "There is SOPOSE to be some sort of safe shelter. We heard it on the radio earlier." He said. "Oh my god." The old man in the front said. His eyes were locked into a gaze on something out the window. I went to check it out and that's when I seen what he saw.
