DAY THIRTHY-EIGHT

Day thirty-eight

My sleep had been interrupted by the blaring sounds of the alarm. I had groggily crawled out of my bed and looked out of the window. The peaceful streets were crowded by families rushing into their buildings with soldiers shouting at them to hurry whilst other soldiers were running around with weapons. They all ran into the same direction and I just knew that the walls had been breached. No longer was this base safe.

 

The sick had found our base and they must have realized that this was the place scared and defenseless people would go. To hide away from the horrors that were happening all around the world.

 

I had quickly jumped away from the window and left the room in search of my family. I had stormed out of the safe building and ignored the surprised and angry yells from the soldiers telling me to get back inside. 

 

When I had pushed pasted the frantic people trying to get into the building I began screaming for my mum and sister. No one replied. I kept searching and yelling for them until I was the last civilian outside. Most of the soldiers were gone too. They had all left to leave the safe walls of the base and go to fight for everyone inside. I wandered around the military base looking for my family. I hoped that they had managed to get into one of the building before the doors were locked and that they were safe. My worst fear was that they had been close to the walls when the sick had attacked and that they were two of the first victims in this base.

 

Thankful that I had taken my dagger with me I began making my way back to the building. I knew that chances of me being let in were small but at least I would be somewhat safe there.

 

I had smashed the window of a car that had been parked in front of the building and had crawled in, hiding behind the drivers seat on the floor. 

Author's Note

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