I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Thump. Running. Thump. Screaming for help.
"Help! Someone!" I yell. The streets were so dark. I could barely see."Is anyone there??" My face was covered in blood. I broke down into tears and cried. "Someone..please." "Dad? Mom?" I call. No one says anything. I look around, being only 9 I curl into a ball and cry. "Ashton?" I call for my big brother. "Luke?" I hear that familiar voice. Ashton comes running to me. He is cut up and you can tell he is hurt. For being only 14 he was strong. He fought off that thing. That evil thing. "Luke oh my god, are you okay?" He hugged me. "Where's Mommy? Wheres Daddy?" i asked frantically. Ashton looked at the ground. He ran his hands threw his hair. "Somewhere.." he looked like he had been hit by a car. "Where Ashton??" I yell. Ashton didn't say anything he just stared at the ground. "Where are they?!?!" I ask crying my eyes out. "THEIR GONE LUKE." he spat at me. I look at Ashtons hands. He was clutching a picture. A picture of my us. I begin to hear these noises. Something was coming at us. You could hear a gun go off. Once. Twice. A woman screams. The monsters they were coming.
