Kathryn's POV
I run upstairs and grab a big duffle bag and put all of my clothes in it I walk over to my dresser and grab my jewelry box I'm not the kind of person to wear jewelry but these are special to me. I put in a diamond necklace my mother gave me before she died a silver infinity ring that my boyfriend gave me when we were dating I wonder if he made it out of his collage alive. I try not to think about him because in this world you have to stay strong and you always have to keep your guard up and never let it down. I put a couple of other rings and one more necklace in the box and put it in the bottom of my bag i go into the bathroom across the hall and grab tooth brushes toothpaste shampoo conditioner etc. thank god my mom was a coupon shopper and I grab some toiletries. I grab a smaller bag and put some family photo albums and one special album that was full of pictures from mine and my boyfriend Brian's collage. The only way I got out was because it was the weekend so I came home to visit my family and he stayed there. No Kathryn you can think about him i shove all of the pictures that I can into the bag. I also grab my iPhone some headphones and a car charger for it. By the time I'm done with that Alex has packed all of her things packed along with all of the food we have left "we have one more thing to pack." I say to her smiling these are my favorite things on earth. She smiles back and follows me down stairs to our basement we open the door to look at the assortment of weapons my dad was in the military and he is the one that taught me and Alex how to survive something like this. I grab a gun duffel bag and start putting some riffles into bag I grab another bag and start putting all of the ammo I had into the bag. Alex is grabbing a bunch of throwing knifes and putting them into a belt and putting around her waist I grab my favorite hunting knife and put it in its holder on my hip. Once we are done with that we go back up stairs and take one last look at my house "thanks for keeping us safe." I say grabbing my keys to my black titan pick up truck shut the door and locking it. We throw our stuff in the back seat I jump in the drivers side and Alex jumps in the passenger side. I plug in my phone and start playing some music "next stop your house and then Atlanta." I say to Alex starting the engine.
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Daryl Dixons Savior (discontinued)
Fanfiction**before you start reading this I must warn you that I have stopped writing this book and have no plans to start again, sorry** Kathryn Harris is 28 years old and she has a lot of survival training thanks to her father. She's lost all of her family...