Run, Hide, Stay Alive

The plague hit hard and fast. Took out my whole family. No one left. Just me and the other immune who roam the streets. Most of the immune had killed themselves before we turned against each other. Hunger and sadness took over and we couldn't hold back anymore, so a lot of immune stopped trying. Now they hunt and scavenge and kill. I was just 14 when it started. I had no defense, none of us did. You can't fight what is inside you. I am not sure why I have to be immune, why I have to face the question of whether I should live another day every day. I stopped crying over deaths after my family. I didn't cry for my best friend or the nice women who gave me cookies when I was young. I stopped living a life long ago. I am no longer living, I am surviving. I am surviving by a code of three actions, Run, Hide, Stay Alive.