I wiped my tears away.Took a deep breathe and said to myself "Not me! I won't be the girl to die. Im not gonna be the dead girl. I'm gonna beat this world!"
I stood up and walked up to my room. I wore my dark blue ripped skinny jeans, my purple, blue, darn magenta, and black flannel with a white tank top under it. Then I slipped on my black combat boots. Then I trough my long strait brown hair in a ponytail. Then I grabbed the necklace my family gave me for my 15th birthday 3 months ago. It was a quarter sized heart on the front it had and L on it for my first name. On the back it had "We love you baby!
-Mom, Dad, Tyler". That was engraved. Then I put it on. Then I tied a zip up hoodie around my waste.
I grabbed my backpack and packed 2 t-shirts, 1 long sleeve, 1 tank top, 1 pair of regular skinny blue jeans, 1 pair of jean shorts, 1 pair of grey clothe shorts, 3 pairs of underwear,2 pairs of sock, my lime green converses, and a sweat shirt. Also I packed 5 water bottles, a box of bagged trail mix and granola bars, canned food. Also some medicine and medical supplies and etc.In another over the shoulder bag I packed 20 rounds for a shot gun, and 150 rounds for a pistol. Pretty heavy I'd say.
I put on my holster and put my pistol on it then I put my hunters knife in my boot and put the shot gun on my back.
I went out my back door and ran in the woods. Kind of hard with all this weight. So I jogged for an hour then walked for like 2 hours. I came along a cabin and went in there. There was nothing in here. I looked in the cupboards and found two 24 packs of water and a little bit of food. I boarded up the place and made myself comfy in the master bedroom. There was actually a back door in there so I decided to bring all the food and water in there and boarded up the bedroom door. Hopefully I can stay here long. This could be...uh nice?
