Lovin a Dixon

The start of it all

Trent^

We stayed in the apartment for a good month me practicing throwing knives while Trent made a plan but then suddenly we ran out of all the food we had.

"Trent we are out of food" I said looking in the cabinets.

"Yeah I know I ate the last bag of chips last night." He said grabbing things and putting them by the door. "Go grab your bags" he said looking out the all the windows after most of the stuff was by the door.

I just had my bag of clothes and the bag Trent made when this all started. I still can't believe the dead are walking. Not only that but the news have showed us that it takes a headshot to put those freaks down. Can I just say that's nasty.

I grab my two bags and put them by the door. I look out the windows to make sure there are no freaks around our car.

"Trent this is the clearest it's been in days we need to go now" I check my straps around my legs to make sure they are secure and clipped to my belt. We have noticed noise gets these things attention fast so we have to be quick and fast.

"I'll go out and stay guard you grab the bags and put them in the back seat." He says grabbing his two machetes he walked around looking while I grab stuff and throw it in the back seat I go to lock the door behind me but realize I almost forgot my ring that my dad got me on my 16th birthday I can't believe he has been gone for 5 years now mom died right after him they say it was from a broken heart but really it was just a heart attack.

I run to my room grab my ring that I have on a chain and put it around my neck.

I run to the car to see Trent is already in the drivers seat and I jump in the passengers seat and he bolts out of here. We go past Our little town in a flash and take back roads to god knows where.

"Trent were are we going"

First we are heading to Atlanta to see if the cdc is still up and if it's not we are going to fort Bennett and if that's not open we are heading to the ocean and riding up through there.

"Okay sounds like a plan."