not afraid

Alone

            Sweat, is dripping off me like a dog getting out of a pool. 

            Gasping for air as my lungs burn.

           Running as fast as my feet can go.

          I am running from those freaks! There is at least a herd of thirty freaks behind me.

  Lets rewind up a bit of why I am running from a herd. This morning I woke up and realized I was all out of food, So it was time to make a trip into the small town east of me. The town looked untouched which is a good sign. I first loot the pharmacy. I go straight to the back and get whatever medicine, gauze, and medical supplies I can, because you are never gonna know when you need those. I find the snack isle. Jackpot! This place is loaded I thought. I stalked up on everything I can. I even found some body wash and shampoo so I stashed  it into my bag. Hey Just because its the damn apocalypse doesn't mean you shouldn't take care of yourself. 

 I am ready to hit the road again. It was a big mistake to walk out those doors. There is at least fifteen freaks outside and there is no where to go or anywhere to sneak by, so I run it may not have been the smartest Idea but it was the only choice. When I turned are there was double the freaks now and they were all chasing me. So I ran and I did not stop. When I knew I was far enough away I took a sip of my water and just laid on the nice cool cement and relaxed for a few minutes before I had to get up and run again.

  Running, there is that word again. The word I hate the most. That is all my life has consisted of was to run. But now I am running from freaks who want to eat you. Before the apocalypse I was running from place to place.

 ***********************************************************************************************chapter 1 complete. This is my first story I am writing. So I would appreciate any feedback. It is not going to jump right into daryls and lyns relatonship. It will take some time. Thanks for reading.