Living with the Dead

Three

I approached a small cottage in the woods. "Finally." I attempted to turn the doorknob. No luck. Frustration coursed through my veins. I lifted my foot and kicked with all my might. The rotten wood door collapsed. A familiar sent filled my nostrils. The reeking sent of rotting flesh. I lifted my hatchet and walked in the door. Many thoughts ran through my mind but one was appearing countless times. Where is my grandma? "Granny are you here?" No answer.

"Gran-" A biter jumped out of my granny's room. I screamed and swung my hatchet. As soon as it came in contact with the biters head it rolled clean off its shoulders. "Oh my god!" I inspected its face. It was male, not my granny.

"Camille is that you?" The voice echoed throughout the small, empty house. "Granny!" I yelled and ran into the bedroom where the biter came from. A small frail woman with gray hair sat on her bed, eyes wild. "Camille you have to get out of here right now!" Granny said franticly.

"What? Why? Are you hurt?" Tens of thousands of thoughts flooded through my mind. Why is she saying this? Is something wrong? Was it the biter? The wolf pup whimpered at my feet.

"Camille I was bit, it bit me you have to get out of here it only takes a few minutes to change, Go!" my grandma's voice started to croak. She dropped to the ground and started heavily breathing. The red pool that was seeping out of her calf started turning a dark rusty color. "No, no, no, no!" I looked at her face and her brown eyes were glazed over. "No!" Here head and arms started twitching. She started to rise up on her feet. "Granny! Granny it's me!" She has to remember me somehow! "Granny, please!" she turned towards me and started walking towards me. I can't let her suffer, to become one of the.. monsters. I lifted my hatchet and looked away. I swung with all my might. I felt as soon as my weapon punctured her skin.

Her body went limp and crumpled on the ground. I couldn't bare to look at her face, so I turned around and went outside to get some fresh air. My body felt numb as I walked. I started thinking, the only family I had was my uncle in Alaska. I have no one accept for this puppy. I looked down and it's bright amber eyes stared back up at me. A tear ran down my face. My grandma is gone, and only this dog can keep my from going crazy now. I will raise this puppy as my own.