No turning back

Prologue A New Beginning

"What!"
I cried into Moms face. She just nodded.
"I know baby, but we'll get through this." She said, wiping the tears from eyes. My Daddy had been shot.
"Who did it!"
I asked my voice inching up in volume.
"I don't know." Mom replied, she seemed perfectly fine with news... that bugged me. I shook my head at her.
"This can't be happening," Mom stood up.
"It'll be okay sweetie I promise." I just stared at her, how could I believe that, why would I believe that. How would she know what was going to happen. I looked up to see Shane, my fathers best friend.
He stared back at me. he hat was off his head and his hands were behind his back. It wasn't his usual warm smile. his eyes were cold and... And evil... Shane looked scared, more scared than me, but more than anything Shane looked scary.

Chapter 1 It's over

"Shane." I said. He looked at me, this was the first time I talked to him since the dead took over and my dad died. I heard him and mom talking in the camper late one night. She said
that I just needed more time to get used to Shane and except my dads death.
Well 1, that was NEVER going to happen. I would never get over dads death. 2, Shane wasn't the dad I wanted. I wanted my OLD dad back. Mom looked as if she couldn't care less that he was... gone. That bugged me very bad. This was her husband, how could she be so heartless. Shane looked a little startled.
"Hey Carl, what's up." He asked. It didn't take an idiot to know he was more than happy to have me talk to him again.
" What are we going to do when those things find our camp." I asked. Mom looked startled to hear my question.
"Carl don't worry so much okay?" He said with a smile and ruffled my hair. he didn't answer my question.
Probably because he didn't KNOW the answer. Dad would know... I tried to get that thought out of my head. Maybe Mom was right... maybe I should at least try to get over Dads death. I shook my head to myself. Nope never happening.
"WWWEEEEOOOOOWWWWWEEEEOOOOOOO" the awful sound rang in my ears. Mom grabbed my arm and pulled me up to her.
"Stay calm Carl." She said. How could I stay calm this could be the answer to all my questions. as a red convertible without windows rolled up to us a thought hit me...
What if Dad WASNT dead.