I learned to trust no one the hard way. I was in a group once. Had a couple people. They were a typical zombie team, you had the brains ,the bad a**,the guy that died first.They tried to kill me and White but They all died while trying to defeat a herd of hungry zombies. Me and my kacey somehow managed to get out of it but we didn't have many weapons to defend ourselves with but I guess you could say we had each other.
It was in the middle of the night one day when I woke up and found out that she was gone. I couldn't stop crying,she was gone forever and she could be anywhere by now! Now I know that I AM the only one left. The days went on and I learned how I defend myself alone and kill them in the easiest way possible.Not a day goes by where I don't remember white.My parents on the other hand died.Right after my dad for bit my mom knew what was going on and she didn't want to leave him alone to die, so she made him bite her.She told us to leave now but it was almost impossible to do so and leaving your family behind.But I say it was in the past and people have to get over things even if it hard to do. Back to the present.
While I was walking on a road I saw an abandoned house on the left.It was a small White House,it looked like its been there a while from the vines forming around it and its dirtiness.I had no more food so I figured the house would have some.
I started to knock on the door loudly to attract zombie to the door. If there were any in the first place. After twenty minutes I decided to in finally open the door.My foot getting closer to the door every second. My hand touched the door handle ad I opened the door.It creaked which wasn't good. Nothing appeared.No sight of the undead anywhere. I just kept looting rooms.
I came upon a room which had nothing in it but a poster. It read.
"Zombies,Warning,Enter at your own risk"
I laughed at the sight of this since it was made two years ago.I looked at the back to see when it was made...
I decided to leave because I couldn't fid anything there but canned dog food. I picked up a couple of blankets and some medication thing. I started to leave the building but I heard footsteps coming from the basement.I didn't feel like checking who It was considering it was probably zombie. I kept walking,until I heard screams and crying. I couldn't help but see who it was.It sounds like they were in danger so I ran toward he sound.
I approached the basement slowly. there was complete silence for a couple of seconds. It was dark and i did not want to go any further. I took one more step toward the sound when a cold hand touched my shoulder. I turned around quickly and punched whatever it was in the face. Luckily it was wasn't a human. It stood up once again and tried to bite me,I ended up killing it. i was heading out when a voice called out.
"Thanks you"
I turned to see who it was.I was shocked to see it was a lady in her late twenties holding a baby girl.
