Chapter 3 The Deaths.

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The sick ones start coming to us slowly, we don't move we just stand there, looking for somewhere to go. The sick ones get closer and closer my mom starts to panic, I have to admit my heart was betting very hard and my hole body was sweeting, it felt like my hands were turning into water. The sick ones had to be about 10 feet close, my dad looks around and he sees something, "Look a ladder, you and mom go up the ladder, and to the roof, and get away!" My mom and I at the same time replayed "What about you!?" He says "don't worry about me get to the car!" So my mom and I go up the ladder sweating like crazy!"

We get on the roof but before we ran away we screamed at my dad telling him to get up here... He never came. He tried climbing up the ladder but before he could make it up, the sick ones grabbed his legs and pulled him down to the ground, he screamed, his blood was everywhere.

My mom starts to cry I tell her in a sincere voice that we have to get out of here for him! She listens to me. We start to run on the roof tops of building. then I screamed out, "STOP!" we stood there... and that's when I saw about 7 sick ones right in front of us. I tell my mom in a calm voice that we have to go know! We run and run the sick ones are getting to close for comfort, my mom looks at me with her glassy blue eyes and says "Here's the keys, get to the car, and stay strong, I love you." she says that with tears running down her face. I cried out "NO I won't let you!" she replies "Stay strong we will be together again in the future." She throws herself into the sick ones making her and the sick ones all falling off the building and crashing into the ground.

I keep running, I try not to cry, but tears still manage to roll down my face. I stop to rest, trying to suck in oxygen, but it seems like there's never enough. I look at the view and I realize I see the car! There's no way down I think to myself. I'm about 70 feet up how the hell will I get down! That's when I see a pool about 9 feet deep. I think to myself, fuck no...I'm not crazy enough to do that. I look around to find anyway else to get down, that's my only option... I get to the edge of the building, then I count. 1...2...3 I jump off the building trying not to scream! I land in the water! I swim back up. Trying to get to land. I stood up, but then I fell back down. Then at that time I remember what my mother said to me, stay strong...stay strong...stay strong. Those two words keep going throw my head. I stood back up once again, this time sprinting to the car! I grab my keys... wait, where's my keys?

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