"1, 2, 3, 4......and....5" Kansas counted aloud, scratching marks into the bark of a pine. She dug the blade harder into the soft wood of the tree, as it loomed above her. "Damn......another row....." she muttered aloud, closing her blade, before sliding it back into her pocket. She stood back to see the 7 rows of tallies she had carved into the wood. "35 days.......since they-...." Kansas let out a sad sigh. It had been 35 days since she witnessed her parents get eaten alive by the walking dead. Their screams echoed through her mind, as she waltzed around the area where she had set up base.
It was nothing much. She had tied twine around trees, forming a decent sized circle. She then attached empty cans to the long line of rope, so if anything stepped on it or bumped into it, she could hear it before it got close enough to attack.
But she was nowhere NEAR prepared, for what was about to sound the alarm that day.....
Not prepared at all.....
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Adventure"I ran.......I kept running. Tears stung my eyes, as the wind violently blew my hair back behind my face. I could still hear their screams behind me........" "Goodbye, mom and dad. I don't know how I'll do this without you....."
