The biters surrounded me as I ran, the smell of rotting flesh burning my nostrils. The strong wind made my brown hair whip across my face, slowing me down. I briefly looked behind me, looking for my parents. The biters started surrounding my parents as they tried to fight the horde off. I started to run back towards them. "Camille keep running, don't stop run as fast as you can!" my mom yelled "You have to go to your uncle, he will take you to down to Oregon, go find your Grandma, you know where she lives."
Warm tears ran down my face. I had to choose, parents or safety?
"You have to go Camille, now!"
I turned and ran into the lush evergreen forest. Snow crunched under my army boots and low-hanging branches cut my cheeks, and the sounds of the biter horde and my parents drowning out behind me.
Suddenly, everything went silent. Fear struck my heart as I snuck through the underbrush. I crouched and peeked out of the bushes. My blood ran cold and my breath stopped in my throat.
My parents are biters.
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Living with the Dead
Mystery / ThrillerCamille Hogan, 13, has been living in the worldwide pandemic, the zombie apocalypse since she was two years old, she was born in Thebes, Greece and grew up in Kodiak, Alaska. There was a nuke accident sent from the American's to Afghanistan, to try...
