Number of Death

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

        It wasn’t long before I woke up. I din’t know where I was but Grant was hovering above me so I was happy. “Charlotte she’s awake.” “Where are we?” I asked. “Home.” Grant told me. I sat up inside Grant’s house. It was empty and dark. “Mom! Robby!” I got up and ran out the door. I ran down the street to my house. I ran in my door and ran upstairs. “Robby! Mom!” I ran back downstairs into the living room, the kitchen, the basement back to the door. No one was there. I fell to my knees crying. Grant ran inside with Charlotte. He grabbed me and pulled me to his chest. “Perfect screams” he called it. I pulled him closer and dug my head into his chest. Burring my face in my tears. 

        “Lilly you can’t do this. I can’t do this. So we have to do this together. You lost your family. I lost mine. We are family now. It’s us against this appalling world.” Two hours pass now since I’ve been home. I stare out my bedroom window and gaze at the sun setting. I see something in the distance. A pile of things near the library. I open my window to get a better look. I rush downstairs and head out the door. Looking behind me to see Grant and Charlotte huddled together sleeping. I shut the door and headed that way. 

        I reached the library in about five minutes. It looks like a pile of ash and dust. I climb a top of it feeling my foot sink into the ground. A hand next to my foot. I screamed and fell to the ground scooting back in fear. The hand never moved again after that. I crawled towards it and uncovered what was under. I stuck my hand in the ash and felt something hard and roughed circular. I picked it up and held it in my hands. I put one hand to my face and threw the object down. I ran to the other side of the hill seeing bodies flooding the area. I turned around to run but only to run straight into Grant. “What are you doing here?” I ran into his arms crying into his arms. He held me and told me it was going to be alright. I didn’t ever want to see my hometown this way. If this is what the world has come to, I don’t want to be a part of it. I closed my eyes. Imagined I was home. That’s where I wanted to be.