It was March 16, 10:49pm.
I had been drinking with a couple of beers with my friends at the school football field where they normally would hang. I was still knew to public schooling since I had been home schooled for most of my life.
"Hey Sky! Wanna go see what Jannett is doing out here?" Mick Nodded his head to the side a little, seeing his ex girlfriend walking along the track field.
"Sure man, but maybe shes just working on her running again." I waited till she got closet before stumbling to get up and walk towards her. she groaned as if in pain as she limped closer to me at a slightly slowed paste. When she was a foot away she fell to her knees. I could tell she was hutt by the scrapes and bruises along her skin.
"Jannett, Are you okay?..."I now know it was foolish for me to neal down to lift her head. Her eyes were sunken and replaced with swollen bubbles of a glowing yellow fluid. She opened her mouth with a loud scream, letting a decaying smell and a dark yellow fluid pour from her black lips, dripping onto her gray skin.
She had some form of great strength for she pulled me down,using her teeth to rip the flesh off my cheek. I let out a agonizing pain filled scream, wanting me two friends to come to my rescue. But sadly they had abandoned me to deal with her. I was soon able to gain the strength to push Jannett off of me, and run as fast as I could back to my house.
Of course upon ariving home my mother scolded me for having the stench of alcohol on my breath.But when she soon noticed the wound on my right cheek, which I lied saying I had gotten into a fight with a old friend of mine.
August 9, 12:00pm
Ever since that accident a disease had been found called ground zero that turned people into a zombie like state. I was scared. What if Jannett was infected? Could I be infect now too? I locked myself away in my room, afraid to hurt someone. My parents would bring me food but I would throw it away, the taste of it was like decay.
My little sister knocked on my door, her pajamas on as the held her Raggedy Annie doll close to her chest.
"Buggie? Will you come out and tuck me in tonight, Pleeease?" I could hear her whine a little.
"No Amy, I'm sick remember?" She would ask me every night to tuck her in ever since our dad left to find a safer place for our survial.
Amy opened my door, rubbing her tierd with her free hand. I smelled a slightly sweet stench as she walked in.
"Amy, whats that smell?" I spun my rolling chair around from where it faced my bedroom window.
"I used my pinkie to unlock your door! But, I cut my finger..." I looked at her, seeing her little pout as she held up her pinkie, little beads of blood roll down her hand, and onto the carpet.
My eye went wide as I has the sudder craving I wanted to ignore.
"A-Amy... Go to bed."
"But-" Before Amy could finish I tackled her, the other half of me controlling my actions as I attacked her. She screamed in aggony as I bit down on her throat, causing her to die soon after from blood loss.
I stared in terror at her limp body.
"N-No...No!"
I picked Amy up, rushing down stairs to my mothers room.
