-----WARNING! THIS STORY MAY HAVE BAD GRAMMAR! THE AUTHOR IS YOUNG AND IS TO LAZY TO NOTICE AND/OR FIX IT!-----
It was just the beginning when it all happened. We all call it "First Night". We call it this because it was the first night when the true terror started, the apocalypse. I was young, 2 years old when it started. My dad went crazy and tried to eat my mom, her arms covered in blood as she gave me to my brother who made it out through the window. Everyone crying. The two-story house we lived in was surrounded by police cars. I remember every part of that day like it was just yesterday. Later I learned that everyday may be your last when my orphanage was attacked by the hoard and very few escaped including me , my brother, and a few of my friends. We learned that if we go on high ground, it's a lot safer. We were later joined by a group of people who were apart of a small town they built called "Meadow Plain" and that became our new home.
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(A/N) Hey guys! This is my first book and I'm really exited for this! If you think I should do more you can help and give me ideas and comment! Oh Btw, Most of this is in Anthony's POV.
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Where To Run
Teen FictionIt's a tale of a 12 year old boy named Anthony just trying to survive a normal life, well not normal but "normal". He is living his "normal" life when all hell breaks lose and now he must struggle to survive with a predator on their tail.
