It's been a few months since people started going crazy and eating other people. It's awful
I've got no idea what to do but all I know is that if I go outside I'll die.I've locked myself in my room and I'm too afriad to leave mostly because my mom and dad are roaming the house. I'm pretty sure they are one of those things that bite other people because they look similar to the ones outside.
Dirty skin, ripped clothes, blood dripping down their chin. I know I can't hurt them even though they aren't the same people, I still see my loving parents who would never hurt me. Maybe that makes me an idiot....
But what is the most concerning is that my food supply it's a little low for my liking. I've still got 4 cans of peaches, 2 full bottles of water and a few granola bars and I know that I'm going to have to find some more.
I pace around my room thinking of ways to get more food.... maybe I could create a distraction, like a noise or something that would attract mom and dad to the other side of the house then i could sneak down and get more food. Hmmm maybe not. I don't wanna risk my chances,
I sit on my window ledge and let a leg hang down. I look outside watching those poor sick souls wondering the streets. My house is a two- story so it's not like they can see me I hope. As I'm watching them wander I see a truck pull up opposite my house and I shit my pants.
I quickly duck down hoping they didn't see me. I hear some grunting and some cracking noises which make me cringe.
I wanted to peek but decided not to risk my chances of being seen so I huddled in a corner praying that whoever was in the truck would just leave.
I brung my knees close to my chest and hugged them, I played with the necklace of a gem stone that hung around my neck. It was my grandmothers, I whenever I was panicking she told me that gem stones where calming energy stones. I close my eyes and flicked it around in circles trying to calm myself when I hear a door creak i freeze and my eyes shot open.
Oh god please don't come up here
I hear some whacking sounds and thudding noises on the story below me and I had a feeling they just killed my parents.
I started to hear the sounds of cupboards being opened and closed. Cans clinking together and doors below opening
I tried to steady my breathing as I heard light footsteps on the stairs and a few tears started to run down my face from fear
It sounds pathetic I know but I was terrified they were gonna kill me, I am too young to die!
I've never drank alcohol or got my license yet
or had sex! And I don't wanna die a virgin!I heard the door next to mine open. It was the bathroom. I'm guessing the intruder was looking for medical supplies... and then I heard the footsteps getting louder and stop outside my door.
I was considering to run and hide behind the door then attack him from behind but it was too late to even get up when I saw the door knob turn and the door push open.
A woman who looked like she may be around my age or a couple years older walked in. She had honey blonde hair that was resting on her right shoulder in a braid. She had soft blue eyes that looked harmless. She was wearing a black tank top that clung around her chest and dark blue jeans that were ripped at the knee.
She immediately saw me huddled in a corner and stopped in her tracks and we locked eyes for few seconds. I stared into her eyes while my heart started thumping, really loudly
I looked away and broke the silence
"If you're going to kill me just get it over and done with" I said with a cracked voice. It sounded dry but to be fair I haven't really spoken for two months.She immediately put her machete down on the floor " Heyy I'm not gonna hurt you" she spoke with her soft anglic voice.
I look at her again but this time avoiding eye contact
"Then what do you want" I asked as I wiped the wet lines off my face with my sleeve" I was just looking for supplies.... what your name?" She asked as she sat on the floor not to far from me
"Alissa" i said quietly "and you"
"Molly" she said with a smile
We slowly got talking and asked about each other. I found out that she's 17 and that she lived alone with her dad and he taught her how to use a gun for hunting purposes.
When I asked why she would need to use it now she told me that those monsters aren't alive and that they'll kill you if you get the chance
"Are you alone?" She asked as she narrowed her eyes
"Yeah, you're like the first person I've seen since shit went down" I said.
"Well do you maybe wanna stick together? You seem pretty nice and I wanna teach you to survive" she asked nervously,
I started to get butterflies in my stomach
I smiled and agreed. She looked relieved.... and also kinda cuteTo be continued......
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HorrorAlissa was 16 when everything went to shit. She lost everyone she loved. She didn't what to do or how to survive until total strangers take her in