getting through

maya my bestie

this house we  found must have belonged to a very paranoid cop when we got here the basement was filled with guns.I choose to believe its a cop if its not..well we know where he's going.

we've only been here for a few hours but we're exausheted ,hiding from teenage assassins on the street has been very hard work.i just finished going through the fridge to see what this guy left behind and my dad creeps on me.i pull out my pocket knife when i see him with two guns in his hand, then he backs off.its been very crazy, when someone gets infected you just have to kill them there's no' you have to remember me'.if your too slow your dead.''sorry I'm not going to hurt you but i found these and i think you should have one" he says hesitantly.i look up at him then to the guns he just placed on the table.''i don't know how to shoot dad I'm only sixteen'' yes but ill teach you and you need to carry one''.i look at the guns trying to understand where hes coming from.i do need a gun but it brings back bad memories.blood,blood,blood.its been two weeks and I'm already traumatized I've seen allot of people die including my best friends.

''this is a glock 19 its the best handgun they have here ''he says pointing to  the smaller but bulkier gun on the table.''this is a M16A2''he says pointing to a big gun the ones soldiers usually have but this is shorter.he looks up after explaining and slides them to me as if they could attack themselves.''they're yours now and we'll start practice in a few days''.he watches as i pick up glock 19 then the M16A2 .its a very long name ill call in Maya that's better..what i cant name my gun? i try doing that spin and point thing that happens in movies.i drop it and scream.''calm down its safety locked''i pick it up while he laughs and leaves the room.Maya is surprisingly light i should one of those gun holders.

the police officer who lived here had a daughter and shes a tomboy slash goth. i can tell by going through the contents of her closet.what ? its not weird shes probably blood thirsty or dead by now.i pick up a pair of ripped biker gloves that seem to fit me perfectly i find a head band and pull my long black hair in a ponytail.i remember a time before this where i wanted to be a hair model but that's not going to happen now.my hair will be the last thing i worry about right now.

this also would be a perfect time to explain the disease in deep detail.

its an airborne chemical that causes people to kill others.the disease makes it hard to tell who your enemy is witch causes deaths.after the carrier of it kills a sufficient amount of people the disease wears off.the carrier is so overwhelmed they kill themselves but have to kill one more person to do it.some of us are immune to this disease as of now.my dad says its because we have good genes my mom says we just get lucky.but my brother calians theory is even better.he thinks that people have calm to form an army of worthy people like god did with the lake parable.the on that goes all those men that stand to drink there water send them home.

hes really small but he looks up to me i can tell.the first night this happened he came to my room in his pajamas.''why are you crying ?'' he asked big wide green eyes.i shook my head and he sat in the bed with me.''Athena ?'' he asked ''promise me you wont let those people kill me I'm a worthy solider don't you think ,god wants me on his team right?''.i look down at him and nod''yes .we'll make it and i promise you i wont let anyone hurt you''.

i made a promise i wont let anyone hurt him.i wont let him or my family down i will make it.