This is the End

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

It's 4:22a.m and I just left camp. I couldn't stay there any longer. I've been there for 2 weeks. That's the longest I've stayed in any camp so far. The camps are all I have in terms of shelter and food. Ever since The End I lost everyone. Family, friends, and enemies. It's just me and Sheila now.

"Sheila come here girl!" I whispered. She trotted over to me. I couldn't risk getting caught. I took a weeks supply of food and some dog food for Sheila. I sprint through the forest with Sheila at my side. We run for what seems like hours. Exhausted, we take a break by a creek. I scold Sheila for trying to drink from the creek. The water is infected and she would turn in a matter of seconds. After I drink part of my purified water I give Sheila the remains. I find a little dug out area and decide to sleep there for the night.

"Mom why isn't the water working? I need to take a shower. I'm all smelly from my training." I yell down the hall.

"I don't know but the water is working just fine over here- oh wait, it just stopped. Frank did you forget to pay the water bill again?" She called out to my dad. Frustrated, I walked into my bedroom and turned on the TV. Channel 6 was on which is the news. I was about to change the channel when I saw a warning.

WARNING: DO NOT USE WATER SYSTEMS. ALL WATER HAS BEEN SHUT DOWN. STAY INDOORS AND PROTECT YOURSELF IF NECESSARY.

"Mom?" I called out. After no reply I walked out of my room curious to where my mother went. I walked down the hallway and right when i reached the kitchen I see my mom standing by the sink full of water with a knife in her hand staring out the window.

"Mom?" I call out again. She doesn't move. I reach out to tap her on the shoulder. Before I could even touch her shoulder she whipped around and tried choking me, dropping the knife on the floor beside me.

"Mom stop!" I tried calling out but I was losing air. I tried pushing her off of me but I wasn't strong enough. I unravel from her grasp and manage to scream out! "Somebody help me!!" My dad comes rushing down the stairs with a baseball bat in his hand.

"Karen? What are you doing?" He shouts confused. My mom slowly looks up and stares at my dad. She runs over picking up the knife on her way and stabs him in the stomach.

I wake up screaming. Sheila is barking beside me. My forehead is sweating and my palms were damp. I had the dream again, but sad part is it was all real.