4-Military

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    Riley pov

  Come on Riley think,think.What are we going to do?

   The zombies were getting closer.Come on!

            "JUMP"I screamed.Me,kirsten,and Allison all jumped off the roof of the school.
I only realized the mistake of trying to land on my feet at the last second.

" Ahhhhhh!! "I screamed,pain flying up my leg." my leg! "

  Allison and Kirsten were over to me in seconds. "Hey Riley sorry if this sounds rude but why did you try to land on your feet!" Allison snapped. "Really ally thats your biggest concern right now?" Kirsten asked her. "Well no"Allison said quietly." Whatever we need to move".Kirsten rolled her eyes and picked me up.

"Oh my gosh that hurts"I say my teeth clinched.I look at my ankle and see that it's red and puffy.but I don't think I broke it.
    
   We continue to walk to the front of the school cautiously.We saw a few zombos but didn't want to engage especially since I can't stand.

   While walking,Allison would look back a few times to see if I was okay and ask if Kirsten needed a break from holding me.

            Eventually we made it to the street without any zombos attacking us." lucky"I thought but didn't want to jinx us.
        When we got to the street the first thing I noticed was a large truck with a line of people,not zombies,getting in.

   "Guys do you see that?" I asked
"Yeah I do!" Kirsten replied.
"I think that's a military truck.The guy on the radio said that they were taking people to safety!" Allison said eagerly. "That's our way to safety!"

   " Then what are we waiting for,let's go"!

      So we ran.Towards safety,towards a way out of here,towards happiness.

Then I noticed something.They were sending people away.By the time we got there every person that wasn't already on the truck was gone.

  "Hey!" Kirsten said to one of the men on the back of the truck"can we get in with you? "

The man frowned"I'm sorry but we're full.No more can fit on. "

I felt my heart sink.No more people could get in the truck.

"But we're small ,we can fit." Kirsten tried again.

"Like I said young lady there's no more room."

"Please"this time it was Allison who spoke"our friend is hurt and needs a medic.We're scared and alone.please don't leave us here."

   The man stated at us. " I truly am sorry.but we cant. "

"Please"I begged"at least give us some food and water."

      The man stopped and said" wait here. "

Moments later he came back with three bags. "Supplies"he said." One for each of you. " "Thank you sir." I said tears in my eyes.
 

             "I wish the best of luck to you three"
And with that the truck to a safe world drive off.  "Luck!He wishes us luck! He should have tried to make room!We could fit!I know we could if we tried!" Allison screamed. "I don't want your dumb luck!"

           " Allison we need to go. "Kirsten said." pick up yours and Riley's bag and let's go. "

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