In a world with Zombies and terrible people, Kyra is doing her best to survive in this horrible world, the zombie apocalypse came from a disease that cant be spread through out the air anymore it can now only be spreaded through a zombies bite unless you have a cure for it which hasn't been found yet or is it?
"February 4th ----" The start, There was loud yells coming from outside, "What was that?" I thought as I exit my room and go downstairs, my mother was sitting on the couch looking at the tv with the remote broken on the floor. "Mom! are you okay?" I ask as I walk over in confusion. I looked at the Tv, " Zombies! They are real and out of the grave! They are everywhere and we don't have the cure but are currently working on it, for the safety of the world stay inside." the news person shouts.
"April 10th ----" I was running as fast as my legs could take me, I was in dark woods and couldnt see properly but I could hear them. I take in a shaky breath and dash for what looked like a cabin or shed. The second I made it to the entrance I slammed into the door and almost fell when it opened. I shut the door hastily and put a chair against the door. I could hear them growling and making noises but I ignored it. The windows were boarded and a bunch of supplies were on the floor so I decided I would stay here for a while.
About 12:30 at night, a loud knock startled me awake so I looked in between the boards covering the windows and saw a scruffy black haired boy frantically looking in. I could see zombies slowly moving towards him so without thinking I let him in quickly.
He seemed out of breath so I took an extra chair and he sat down. "Are you okay?" I ask worried while I board the door up. "I'm fine, thanks." the mystery boy says. "What's your name?" He seemed spaced out but replied. "Im Haro" he said not putting any effort into trying to smile or show any kind gestures. "Well then I'm Kyra, nice to meet you Haro" I say putting on a fake smile. "Yeah you too I guess.." He says. "Did I do something or are you always this rude?"
I was glaring at him towards this point, "I don't even know why I came here when we are all gonna die either way." he says in a monotone voice. "Oh, I- " I was sorta speechless but what was I expecting? "Just get some rest somehow" I say stopping the awkward and bitter conversation. He got comfortable in the chair and I sat in a corner. I passed him a gun not knowing whether or not he had a weapon. he tossed the gun back and showed the knife in his pocket before putting it back and we both fell asleep somehow.