I was at school walking home and I seen someone eating another person ripping there flesh apart and eating it. I ran home and told my mom about the person eating him. She thought I was crazy, I didn't want to go to school today, my dad dragged me out of bed. He brought me to school, I told him I didn't feel good but of course he didn't listen. On my way back to school the bodies were gone and there was a protest down the street. When I got in front of the crowd I seen it the walker that I seen earlier- It had bitten another person. I freaked out, I ran home as fast as I could and my mother told me she needed my help. Of course I said no so I went to my room to pack. My mom and Dad went to my room and told me they got a psychologist. We argued and fought and of course they won. The next day I was going, I had to make a break for it or I would be in hell trying to get out of the building. I packed all my thing in the middle of the night and stole some food and my dads crossbow and a few arrows. The I went on foot I didn't know were to go I thought I should head North were there is a small town. I thought if I can find an old car I can go to a safe place. When I got there it was getting dark and I would stay In a tree if hell broke out. I tied a rope around my waist and fell asleep. I guess I was right hell really broke out, luckily the zombies or what ever they are weren't near me. I gathered my stuff and took a car and gassed it up and got some gas tanks in the store. When I got back near my car walkers were crowding around it, Crap. There was someone In my car too no wonder the walkers were there. I grabbed my bow and gas tanks and started to make some noise and started to run. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hoped you liked the first chapter this is my first time doing this. -Collin