The first day

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       I told my mother goodnight night and that I loved her I walked upstairs to my room, got in my bed and fell asleep. The next morning, it was Friday the 13Th I woke up like any other day I looked at my phone, texted my boyfriend good morning, and went to play Roblox on my laptop but this is when it gets weird... nothing was working. It was like we had no power even though we had just paid the electric bill, then I realized my message to my boyfriend never got through. I got off my bed and looked outside my window but to my amazement it was boarded up like someone had gotten some wood and some nails and nailed it down in my sleep. I looked around my room for clues until I heard a sound... like someone calling out for help in the distance, I didn't know what to do then my mind started racing. "is this some sick joke?", "am I dreaming?". "am I safe?", "am I alone?". I looked around my room for weapons anything that could kill if I had to do it, I found a knife I had stolen from the kitchen once.

        I had gotten some pants on along with my shoes and a hoodie just in case I have to make a run for it. Once in a movie I saw the main character slide the knife under the door to see the other side, I tried it and it worked from what I could see my hall way was clear of people. For some reason I felt safer knowing that I was alone for the most part. I slowly opened my door, knife in hand with tears running down my face I don't know why I started crying I think it was because of the fear. My sisters' room was a mess, her bed was turned upside down, her cat was no where in there, and no note, she would've left a note. I walked a little more down and the bathroom's sink was broken and I think I saw blood in the shower I turned to the spare bedroom to see all the animals, we owned a few were already dead from the lack of food and water I'm guessing. I got to the end of the hallway and looked at the living room the couch had blood on it, the front door was busted open, and some things were stolen, and the window was shattered. Once I got to the kitchen, I could see someone... on the floor coughing, shaking, and bloody it was our neighbor.

   

    



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