The sun was setting in front of us as we marched through the forest heading east towards our hometown.
"Stop!" Tyler broke the silence stopping in his tracks holding up his right hand to make sure I heard him.
Moaning that sounded a bit off arose from a bush. There stood a boy with blood dripping from his mouth. He had black rings under his eyes and his face had wasted a way to the point where his jawline so was finely drawn next to the pale skin.
"Stand behind me Mia!" Tyler called pulling me back. This is what the army was hiding us from. The so-called OUTBREAK.
"Zombies?" I question under my breath as I kept eyeing out the boy in front of us. He looked familiar amongst the blood and pale wasted skin.
The zombie took another limped step
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His voice slowly stopped moaning as he hit the floor. I removed my hands and there was Tyler staring at the bloody knife in his hands.
A single tear twinkled down my cheek as I crouched next to My best friend looking over Cody's still body.
"I'm sorry..." Tyler looked over to me. He had pure sympathy in his eyes.
"We do it to survive!" I said plainly before standing up and picking up my bag from the ground, clicking my gun into position ready for more zombies.
My heart ached. I had to move on, people are going to be dying around us in the world now.
Night fell over us quickly as Tyler picked a sturdy tree for us to sleep in.
Tyler helped me up first followed by lifting himself up and tying a rope around a bodies so we don't fall in our sleep. He carefully pulled out a blanket covering it over our bodies, mostly mine.
"You're hurt." Tyler looked at me after we settled into the tree.
I placed my hand on my head expecting there to be more blood.
"I mean hurting over Cody, I'm really sorry Mia," he lightened his tone. He really was sorry. I didn't answer him, i just moved closer and rested my head in his neck.
"Goodnight Ty," i said breathing steadily and falling asleep rather quickly.
"Night. I'll protect
We sat there for a few more minutes then I got up and yelled for everyone to get ready to start moving again. I donned my pack and tightened the straps, and after making sure everyone else was ready, started off down the winding trail to the night’s campsite.
“Well, I would try to get them to stop, but if that didn’t work I would go help him.”
It started with the call. The news that she had gone away. Finding myself in tears. Tears draining me dry. Would the tears ever stop? Pain like a thick metal pole shoved through your heart.
I awoke before the first rays of sunlight had passed through the dew-covered trees to the west today. It had rained the evening before, and the smell of wet leaves and grass was still lingering in the air.
Everyone in the room was standing there awkwardly, staring. Kirk pushed her away and cleared his throat and Danielle turned beet red and ran out so fast she almost left a trail of light behind her.
“Eww there is so much blood. ” He commented with a disgusted look on his face.
“Dreams?” She asked, face so heartbroken it hurt me to know how badly I hurt hurt her.
“Shh,” He silenced me again, but much softer than before, “I’m happy you’re here with me. Just don’t say any more, please. I can almost go back. Holding your hand like this, I can almost deceive my own heart and pretend I’m not alone now.”
I was so upset I couldn’t believe it. I was only five when this happened and losing your best friends at the age of five is the most upsetting thing that can happen. I never knew sadness could hurt that much. It felt like I was losing a part of me, especially knowing that I would never see them again. Even though I was really little when this all happened I felt like I understood what was happening. Going to the hospital to visit them made me happy, but also sad at the same time. I was happy because I got to talk to them again. I was devastated because seeing them lay in a bed, hanging on to their life was not something a five-year-old wants to see happen to their best friends, the people they connect with the most, let alone anyone
The knife went through Jame’s heart. The knife was pulled out, now stained with two people’s blood. Blood poured out of Jame’s wound. Jame fell to the ground. He looked at Will’s limp body. He looked at the principal.
it got too late. I walked into the woods and soon I was beside a lake
see my mum crying, I filled up with worry but the thought of what had
No one answered. Thomas looked down an almost vomited. There was a metal alloy through has stomach. Blood was
It was one of those days where you’re glad to be awake early in the morning, before the afternoon gets scorching hot. The feeling of the cool breeze gently caressing your arms and legs is always something to look forward to, and many people would be swayed into taking a nice walk outside under the trees.