Alive

Alone

I jolted up drenched in sweat and panting, it was another nightmare.   I looked at my watch "6:28 am" i decided it was time to get up and start the day.  I let myself out of the broken down BMW that i had slept in and started a fire. I boiled some water and mixed in a little of the instant oatmeal I found a couple days ago. I was trying to ration my food because I am running really low.

After breakfast I packed my things and grabbed my katana and headed back on the road. There is still people, i see them once in a while but try not to interact with them. I was the  same way even before the whole apocalypse thing happened. Now its even worse i have seen people get killed over a can of beans. People are just desperate now i guess. So I try  to keep my distance. 

I past by a gas station and decided to scope the place out. First i wanted to make sure no one  or nothing was inside. I tapped the blade of my katana on the glass of the door, silence.  i went inside hoping to find food or fresh water, but I only found those stale Redvines, they were better than nothing so I took them.

I heard movement outside so i drew my sword and hid. It was one of the dead. i tapped my sword on the ground to attract it, then i waited for it to come inside. As soon as it was in place i sliced its head off its lifeless body. I wiped the blood off my blade and returned it to its holster. I stuck my head out to make sure there wasnt any more dead roaming.

When the coast was clear I walked out. I passed by a shoe store, I paused and took a look at my worn out sneakers. I figured it wouldnt hurt to look, so I went inside.  Inside I found a pair of black combat boots, luckily they fit. I switched them with my other pair an left again. I walked down the middle of the street keeping an eye out for the dead or even people.

I walk many hours a day, I dont have a real plan on where I am going but I stay heading forward. I only stop when the sun is about to set. I had just turned sixteen when the sickness broke out. Both my parents died from it, then all hell broke lose when they said on the news that those who died from the sickness somehow came back but about ten times more aggressive than before.

I walked and found these houses,  I looked down at my watch it was already 12:04 pm too early to set up camp. I decided to search for food or anything that might have any use. I had to pick the lock to the first house which wasnt that bad, I found some water and canned fruit and some Vodka which can be useful to clean wounds. I found a really nice hoodie and took it, t was starting to get cold at night anyways.

I left again, walking on and on. Then the sun started setting, I found a house that looked untouched. Picking the lock and locking the door behind me I settled and opened one of my canned fruits with my Bowie knife and ate peacefully. I fund a bed on the second floor and slowly fell asleep.