The lost Rhee

Chapter 1

7 days ago was when it all started and I was left alone,, again. My names Lexi, Lexi Rhee and I'm currently 13 years old. I was never really brought up with any parents just an older brother who was also quite young to look after just a kid.

As soon as it was my older brother, Glenn's 16th birthday my parents packed there bags and left. Leaving nothing behind except there young children. One with anger and fear and the other confused and broken.
That was only when I was 11.

It all started when my brother got back from his job of being a pizza delivery boy. He ran in, locked all the doors and closed the curtains. A sense of worry washed over me.

He stayed silent and pushed me out of the way switching on the tv then rushing himself into the kitchen. At first I was confused until I pushed my thoughts aside and listened. There was the producer live filming watching people eat other people.

I heard her say something about an zombie apocalypse and I laughed. This couldn't be true could it? I then saw one sink there rotten teeth into her neck. When she screamed more came, everyone was told to make there way to Atlanta as soon as possible and head to the CDC where they would find shelter.

There was banging on the front door then I saw it. They no longer had a pale white face with red tinkered cheeks, they had a grey face with white/yellow eyes and rotten teeth that could kill you from just a bite or a scratch.

I ran into the kitchen coming face to face with my brother.

"Glenn what do we do" I whimpered trembling a little.

"I'm going to go find help and I need you to take all the food upstairs to your room, when you get there lock the door and don't come out until i come back."

"No, your leaving me aren't you?" I cried.

"I'm coming back, I promise lex!" He said tearing up a little. But still pushing me upstairs and to the door of my bedroom.

"I love you lexi" he said opening his arms to pull me into a hug.

"I love you to Glenn, I'll find you again" I said releasing myself from his grip.

He gave me a weak smile before running down the stairs. I done as I was told and closed my bedroom door turning the key so it's locked.

I ran to the window and watched him run and not once did he dare look back. That was the last I saw of him.

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Now you know what's happened 7days ago let's jump to now. I had only one cereal bar left. Frankly I knew it wouldn't last me long enough for today let alone tomorrow.

So I made my choice to take my chances on the road. Before I turned the key I remembered what the lady on the tv said, she said and I quote, "the key is the head" the memories flooded back when I watched her get tore apart by those things.

She screamed and more came. That's it I get it now. The sound attracts them. The more noise you make the more trouble you'll be in.

I knew what I had to do. I walked over and got on my knees pulling out one of the wooden floorboards. Under it was a fully loaded gun with a box of Amo next to it. Yes I know what your probably thinking a 13 year old with a gun we'll let me tell you something I have no idea how to use it but I'll figure it out along the way.

I picked up the gun and put it down my boot so it was easier to get to if I needed it. It was now or never. I can't live in here no where is safe anymore. I had already packed my bag with some clothes and some stale candy but that's all your gonna get these days.

I slowly turned the key unlocking my door, then twisted the doorknob pushing my door open doing the best I can to stay quiet.

As I cautiously took my step down on the stairs one of those things were roaming around my living room. Then I also saw a way to run and get some knives. Ducking down I hid behind the sofa. I peeked my head to see the location of the walker for it only to notice me and stumble it's way forward. Oh yh I decided to call them walkers cos why not.

I was backing away from the walker when I bumped into something the kitchen counter. But one way or another luck was on my side because I was right beside the knives. I took a knife in my hand gripping onto it tightly.

Don't get bit, I kept repeating in my head, it was time to kill or be killed. The walker lunged its way towards me as I stuck my left arm out preventing it from getting closer I drove the knife through its skull. It's limp body then fell to the floor now it was truly dead.

I ran out into the woods bumping into someone's chest along the way. Thinking it was a walker I backed away quickly scrambling upon my feet as quick as I could.

As I raised my knife i then quickly lowered it realising it was an actual person standing in front of me with,, wait a police officers uniform.

"Are you bit or scratched?" he growled.

"No"

"Are you alone?" He said this time in a softer tone.

"Yes" I replied looking down to my feet.

"I have a camp and your welcome to join" he said.

I was reluctant at first then gave in, maybe they could help me find Glenn.

"Okay" I smiled.

"Alright then my name is, Shane, Shane Walsh.