Following The Beast

The plague took out my family with most of the world’s population. No one would take me in, they feared I had carried the disease with me. The kids would avoid me, called me homeless even though I still had a roof over my head, I didn't have food and the only water I got came from rain. Plus like their parents they also feared that I would get them ill. I finally got tired of it so I ran away from it all. All the painful memories. I got as far away as I could and settled here in this forest. Coming here was a lot for a seventeen year old like me, but I managed and I'm still alive.