Goddess
Computer Nerd
It all started on a Tuesday afternoon when the sun was in the middle of the sky starting to set. Tv was set to New just like her mother always wanted and her brother was sitting right in front of it "learning" what the world really was. Rem was there on the crouch with her new red notebook her mother had given her. Most girls would call it a diary but that was to girlish for her so she kept it as a notebook. Her leg was up on the couch and she was sketching her family with every fine detail from the lines in their face to the streaks in their hair. Upstairs she had a bag packed to go out with her friends , a woodland adventure they liked to call it. It had a flashlight, some gum, a combat knife that was handed down to her and countless numbers of pens. There was a baseball bat by her door since she used to play baseball.
Her mother was doing the usual cooking, rice meat and such. You could hear the children play outside and the planes that flew over their head .When it came Rem wasn't as prepared as she was on all the games and shows she watched. When it was her place that was first hit, she was thrown and put through choices she knew she would blame herself for later on. At that time when the clock turned 8 pm and the sun had set behind the trees there was a bang at their door. The kids playing had stopped and all you could hear where car horns. Her mother irritated dropped the spoon into the pot and walked over toward the door. She glared at me for not answering it first but at the time the care that I should have had wasn't there. Her mother opened the door and to her surprise was hell itself in a nutshell. With a quick stretch of the neck and a tight jaw, her neck was grabbed a hold of. The boy looked over and screamed out as saw blood rush from his mothers neck to the wooden floor.
Rem looked down and kicked him in the back to stop the screaming. As soon as she did she looked up and saw what was left of her mothers neck. Screaming as well she had quickly gotten up from her chair and rain up the stairs into her room. Shutting the door and locking it she panicked as she grabbed her bag and of course her trusty bat. Quickly running for her window she had opened it up and looked back. She knew she left her brother downstairs. She knew yet she opened up the door and jumped out. Was it selfishness that took her over or desire to live. She cried s she ran through yards thinking about him, his small hands his screams. "Damnit." She thought as she jumped over a brush and into a pile of leaves. When she fell she fully allowed her senses t o take over. The smell of blood and fire. The sounds of screaming, driving cars and people rushing to gather their things. She saw darkness, flames , cars and everyone scattering. People, and the undead mixed in together. She quickly got to her feet and ran out into the street. Her destination was north, she had to go north.
Its been three weeks now and the world is still hell. She had taken refuge in an apartment complex. She was on the second floor in the room on the right . The door was blocked by a dresser and she was on the bed hugging the bat. You could say she as in a state of shock. Tears flowing down over the dried up ones. Her lip quivering as her eyes wouldn't allow her to blink. In front of her was her brother crying and screaming as the undead took ahold of him. That was the game her mind played on her, what it gave her to look back on. Her choice of leaving him behind. She gritted her teeth and threw the bat across the room. The vision disappeared and their she sat in utter silence .
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