The Dead Is Walking (A The Walking Dead Fanfiction)

chapter 1

It was a nice clear day. I had it all, a huge house, a nice family, and anything I ever wanted was in my grasp within seconds. I guess you could say I was living the "rich girl" life. I mean, I did go to a private school. Through out my whole life I have been working with a bow and arrow. Thanks to my dad I do have a tom-boy side. I don't have preppy blonde hair, I have firey red hair that gets dyed again every time it fades. It's kind of my number one obsession. At my age (12 years old) you would think my parents would say no to even dying my hair in general, but nope.

Anyways back to the nice, clear day. I was going to my annual bow and arrow lessons. It was the same as always aim, pull back, release and repeat. I've been doing this for so long, that i've gotten to the point where i never miss the center of my target. I've been in many competions and I always landed first place.

Practice was over and my dad picked me up. He had a some what concerned look on his face when i entered the car.

"Is everything okay", I asked very nervously.

"We have to leave and never look back. I've collected all your stuff its in the trunk. Don't worry about your mother, Justin, and kayla because they are already on the road and we are meeting them downtown. We just gotta stay on the road... we have to if we wanna survive."

All of what dad just said is still processing in my brain. I'm so confused. What's going on and why do we have to leave?

"Daddy what's wrong.. you're scaring me."

"Theirs this infection spreading.. i'm not sure how it started, but its spreading fast. it makes you this crazy person.. i've already seen it. Not to scare you honey, but this disease makes you eat people. You can catch this infection if someone who has it bites or scratches you. We don't have a real plan yet, but when we meet up with your mother we will figure something out."

wait what? Like... like a zombie? This can't be real he must be playing some sick joke on me. I looked in the trunk to see if any of my stuff was in it. Crap. I see my suitcase. This is actually happening. This isn't a movie, it's reality.

The rest of the way to downtown was completly silent. I was still trying to figure everything out as time flew by. All the stations on the radio slowly went into static the whole ride. Everything was just starting to fall apart.

As we arrive downtown I see my mom's car. I jump out of my car and run to my mom's. Everyone was just laying in the car waiting for me and my dads arrival. I woke them all up and they got out of the car and hugged me tight. I have two siblings. Justin, who is 16, and kayla who is 8. We aren't like normal siblings because we never fight. I love them so much and i was just glad to see that they are okay.

"So.. what's our plan?" I asked pretty much knowing we don't have one.

That's when it happened. The thing that broke me. One of those.. things bit my sister Kayla right in the shoulder. I screamed in agony knowing that my little Kay was gone without living a full and great life. I started sobbing as my dad managed to kill it. Mother ran up to Kay and kissed her non stop with tears dripping down her face. Her baby girl was gonna be gone. Just like that a huge herd of them came flooding in and got my brother and mother within a matter of seconds. I ran to the car and got my suitcase out as fast as possible in hopes that my dad packed my bow and arrows. Thankfully, he did and i got it out and shot away. I was to late. My whole family was gone. Those things were hovering over all of them and didn't even notice me. I started to cry into my hands. Everything was gone.. I lost everything.

So i grabbed my suitcase and ran. I ran as far away as I could into the woods. There was nothing more i could do back there. It was over and done with but these tears will not stop coming. I don't blame myself for crying though, I just lost my whole family within a matter of minutes.

Without them, I don't wanna be with anyone. So from now on, i'm gonna make a vow to be on my own. It's either myself only or no one at all. This battle has just began.