Where I am.

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Readers P.O.V
No one knows where I am but then again why should they. I'd be lucky if anyone knew who I was anymore I look different sound different and I'm not five anymore. There was a time when the world was a nice place. When there was green leaves and grass, blue skies and busy streets. Now the streets are dead, there's no trees or grass and the sky is dark. Well it was last time I saw it. I am Y/N L/N I am 17 years old and I am alone, lost and an enemy to everyone who meets me. My only friend a german shepherd named max. My only protection a small pistol given to me by my dad when I was young. I'm finally going back outside I've been in this bunker for 12 years. With only max as a companion. I found max's mother when I was six she had come in through a hole in the wall in the back room I looked after her for a while till she left. She came back when I was 10 she was pregnant with pups and soon she gave birth but sadly she had the disease and so did the pups except max so I had to put the others down. I then had to block up the hole. Ever since then it's just been me and max. It's not been that bad I mean at least the power still works the tv works and there's dvds to watch but I've watched them so many times I know them all of by heart. The only reason I'm leaving is cause I need food. I'm running out and most of it has gone off or rats have taken it. I have no choice anymore but to venture outside. Maybe the world isn't bad anymore maybe it's gone back to normal but I doubt it. Someone would have found the bunker if it had someone would have come back for me. But no one 'knows your here'  I've had this voice in my head for a while it's the first sign of having the disease I'm slowly dying and no one is going to know except max. Another reason I'm going outside if I die here so will max but if I go outside and I die there max will have a chance. I just hope he can make it on his own. I refuse to die like the others when it comes to it this gun will be my end. I got up and walked to the door of the bunker, I looked at the cameras to see no one outside but then again who was I hoping to see my dad he's dead my mom also dead my brother he's gone. No one is here ' No one is alive anymore'  god I hate that voice. I pressed the button and the door slowly began to open. I covered my eyes with my arm while my eyes adjust to the light then I see it a dead world. It's eerily silent and there's no breeze max was quietly growling next to me while I just stood and stared before finally taking my first step outside in years. I walked down the street with max close by aware and ready for anything. The ground was covered by a layer of ash and dust, the houses were falling apart and bits off ruble lay in the path. Whilst in thought max suddenly shoots off down the road at full speed. Snapped out of my trance I run shouting after him "Max!" I swear that dog is going to kill me before anything else. I finally spot him stood straight. It sounds like he is growling before finally he barks then snaps at whatever it is he's looking at. When I'm finally in view I see what 'it' is. It's a person not only that but their alive. As I get closer all I hear are gargled moans of distress. "Hello" I called out to them before they turn their head and spit out blood. "Thank god plea...se help me" "are you okay?" I looked at his appearance, he was a tall toung male around 20 dark brown eyes and a short brown hair. "I need help my...my daughter she...she did this" "what do you mean?" I looked at him in confusion why would his daughter do this to him "she isn't well please help her she's over there" I slowly walked over to where he was pointing to find nothing. "Sir excuse me but no one is..." bang! I spun round to see the man dead and a gun in his hand. He had the disease third sign of it hallucinations. I looked at max who was whining at sniffing the man "max come on leave him if we stay we'll get sick to" max stood up and walked to my side before we waljed off down the street again leaving the now dead man behind us.

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