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Dammit. No no no no no.

I ran through the hallway as the corpses of my fellow student and my teachers chased me.

Third year of highschool, and the dead are walking.

"Run!" I screamed at my best friend Renae.
"What do your think I'm doing?!?" She screamed back.
"Get to the street! Go straight home, lock the door and call me!" I screamed as I stopped abruptly at the stairs.

"Shit." I muttered as all the undead turned around and looked at me.

Time for all those years of gymnastics to pay off.

I jumped onto one of the lockers and crawled between the ceiling and the top of the locker till I reached the window. I quickly took my backpack and broke it open and climbed out.

It was bad luck that I was on the second floor. I had to jump, I had no other option.

I jumped from the window landing in some bushes.

I felt my phone buzz in my bag and realized the phone lines were still working.

'My parents are dead but Sam is alive I have her HURRY.' Was all it read.

I ran shoving my way through cars and the living people freaking out in the streets.

I reached my house and pushed open the door.

"Dad! Dad!" I screamed I heard a muffled yell from upstairs.

I ran up stairs to my parents bedroom to my dad crying over my mother's dead body.

And there was another corpse next to it. My neighbor's.

"Dad we don't have time, where's Chloe." I demanded and he motioned to my room.

"Chloe!" I pushed through the door and hugged my seven year old sister.

I started packing clothes for us, even my dad.

I ran down to the kitchen and grabbed as much food that I could that wouldn't spoil.

"C'mon we gotta go." I said and got my dad.

"Bella!" My boyfriend, Chandler yelled.

He was with his dad, Rick.

"Chandler!" I yelled. "We have to get Renae and Sam, let's go!"

We got into my dad's 2000 Chevy truck.

"I'll drive," Chandler said, seeing that my dad is in no condition emotionally to drive. Especially in this chaos.

We quickly drove to Renae's and busted through the door.

"Go I locked them in the room!" She yelled and she gathered food and clothes.

Rick drove and me, Chandler, Renae, Samantha, and Chloe sat in the bed of the truck.

A broadcast came on over the radio. We listened through the back window.

"Atlanta..............Overrun......Apocalypse.............CDC is gone..............World has gone to hell......" And then the radio cut off.

Phones went dead, power went out, everything became dark.

Chandler grabbed my hand and gave me a reassuring glance.

{sorry for short chapter, I typed this in the car on my phone lol. Hope you like! Follow my instagram chandlerriggs_is_mine_sorry}

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