Agony (Hiatus Over)

Chapter One

The Beginning Of The End
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The day the apocalypse was the worst. My mom and dad both had worked for the government. Which had caused my mother to become paranoid and put a 10ft electric gate around our eight bedroom two story house.

Sometimes I felt like a prisoner but now that the apocalypse has started I thank my mom everyday secretly for her paranoia.

I didn't have any use to me when I was in school though I was bullied all the time because of it. They called me a freak and slave and a bunch of other stuff.

I became depressed at the young age of seven. I went through things no seven year old should have gone through. I started cutting at the age of thirteen.

The first time the cold blade sliced across my arm I felt better in a weird way but, kids caught on and the bullying got worse. I was beat up every day. Sometimes more than three times.

Let me tell you something too. You read all these stories about how a boy sees your cuts and they kiss it and make it all better but, that's not actually how it works. There is no boy to kiss away the tears and the pain and the scars. Just you In a room alone, crying considering the thought of suicide with all the light off and just the moon filtering in through my balcony.

Or cloudy dark days sitting in one of the other bedrooms in the window that has the bench attached to it. I'm not talking light rain and light clouds I'm talking scary dark clouds at 10 in the morning with rain  lighting and thunder.

It progressed pushed into a locker taken to the bathroom to be beat up by people I didn't even know. I would just let them too I had no strength I starved myself because people claimed I was a fat pig. I layed helpless just blocking my face from the assults. Not only girls did it but boys too boys much stronger than those girls boys who I grew up with who I had once been friends with now spit on me and kicked me till I coughed up blood.

I had never done anything to these hateful people.

So no I was not some spoiled little rich girl who had the perfect life and the perfect family. The exact opposite but you already knew that.

The day of the outbreak my mom and dad had ran to the white house for an emergency that had to be handled with the president probably the apocalypse but who knows I wasn't allowed to know what they did.

I was on my favorite cream leather couch with my dog teyha laying on the other end sleeping peacefully.

When a loud alarm blared on the TV and they hate alerted us of cannibalism in the area and to not leave the confines of our houses until further notified.

I was all that worried because of the fence you would die the minute you touched it. It was a very high watted electric fence.

My dog never barked I'm thankful for that because that means she can't draw any of them.

Both of my parents had lined the whole house with solar energy panals because my dad was all about helping the environment and, betterment of our society blah blah blah. I miss that talk though now that he's gone.

I still had running water and electricity. I could get on my phone. I didn't have anyone to talk to so I scrolled through old pictures read a book in it or played games. I didn't mind.

I also had a huge supply of food my parents always had made sure that there was more than enough food throughout the entire house. Not that I would eat though. I'm 18 years old and I am now out waiting the zombie apocalypse.

Two Months Later
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My parents never did come home we never got a other news alert by nowb The stragglers is what I called them because of the way they walked and shuffled their feet were everywhere every once in awhile there will be a few at the gate and its a faroff way from the house but not so far that I couldn't see it from the living room window but they couldn't see me. Anyways the stragglers will get electrocuted look up after they've let go looking like a peice off rotton burnt bacon that nobody wants and walk away unfazed by it.

I've been stuck in this stupid house for so long. Most of the time I believe I'm the only person on Earth. It scares me to no end because I don't want to be alone in this house for the rest of my pathetic life.

I had to run to the Walgreens that was about a block from my house. For girl things because I had ran out.

So I grabbed my old book bag with the zebra turquoise print on it and I put two bottles of watter ammo for my dad's pistol that I got out of the safe along with the silencer.

I grabbed two granola bars an apple, A cutie, and a banana.

I grab my dark mossy green slay hoodie and I pull my black ripped jeans on. I gab my beanie and pull it over my golden hair.  I put my combat boots in and grab the fence key and then I'm out of here.

As I walk along the ride I can't help but feel like I'm being watched I don't see and stragglers but it won't be long until I see one. 

The cold wind whips my hair around in my face Turning my nose and cheeks red. And my blue eyes water from the stinging sensation.

I get into the store and right away there is a stragglers I shoot it between the eyes with ease.

I picked up what I needed then I went over to the book section and I grabbed an Archie comics book and a candy bar that I probably won't eat and I made my way to the front of the store.

As I walked there was a cat call whistle and before I could whip out my gun I was grabbed. Stupid. Stupid. I thought why weren't you holding your gun.

" Don't worry we're just gonna have a bit of fun" I could tell he was older by the beard and the gruff voice. I scratched and screamed bloody murder. He swung me and hit my head on the ground and I accepted the darkness as it took over.

This is the first sorry that I'm actually excited about doing. I have so many ideas for this story. Sorry about the cliff hanger it was necessary though because of what's to come in the next chapter. Thank you so so so much for checking out my story it really means allot I will probably be updating every Saturday and if I do it during the week it's because I just can't wait any longer. All the love H.