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Page 1 of 2 [ Chapter 1 finding the saferoom]
colorado springs a town hosting the military
the armored rv drove. Through the side roads
my name is Nicholas i am with my
family. We have just came from a walmart scaving
what our family. the remaining unifected towns
people were trying to get into the safehouse. people
in the saferoom put there guns towards the desprate
people and yelled " get away there is to many people
in here". we felt bad as our armored rv was our permannt
home. no sense in going to the mountians military check points
scan the area. for carriers people who are immune but shoot them
father says " were immune but the rest of group seem edgey
its better not to visit the millitary" and he always blames
fairfield philidalphia for the source of the flu. but that place has
been bombed weeks ago. we still get power in campgrounds
not to many people stay as there. afriad of getting pounced by a
hunter or ridden like a jockey but thats what guns are for. andrew
haines shares the couch with me the girl i like from spanish i am thinking.
of haveing her share the couch with me " i am glad you saved me from a
infected attack from school to bad my family died" the girl i like from spanish
said and wept sadly i placed my hand on her shoulder and said " it's okay there in a better place than this hell
" she smiled and clenched the pistol that i gave her. " she was the medic mike was in charge
of guard duty i accasionally helped but fell asleep before i knew it. Dad was the driver
he uses most of the soda supply mainly pepsi and always had a can of tobacco the smell
sometime filled the air with its nasty smell. mother came in still wipeing eye crust then put her
glasses on " where are we going Aaron " mother said " were going to new orleans the last of the remaining safezones
" father said i looked at my watch it was the afternoon about 4:30 andrew was cleaning his pumpshotgun the brown wood
shined i held a chrome shotgun its black pump shined a couple of medkits were placed in the cabnets
pain pills bottle was placed on my belt along with a medkit and boomer bile clipped on my left
the girl i like from spanish looked at the ceda jar with discussed face could not blame her after all it was vomit. i used to be
chubby but soon became fit by the time the flu showed up on our door. i read the zombie survival guide by max brooks
even though it did not work sometimes it did. matthew my older brother was playing his base guitar to try and forget the
pandemic outside. four hours past we were in half of new mexico it became darker and we found a campground. we pulled in
after a huge refill of gas. there were about 3 other campers there with people a safehouse was there in the main building andrew, matthew, dad , and me
got out of the rv and gotten sleeping bags. we scanned the area hard for any danger then headed straight towards the safehouse, light emitted from it the big
red steel door with the painted house with a cross was on the door a single slot was in the upper part of the room. we opened and suprisingly it was empty
everything was in it our packs began to fill with ammo health kits bile jars and every thing else. dad held all of the weapons we got back into the armored traveling
safezone. the girl i like from spanish greeted us we filled the shelfs back up with supply's from the safehouse. " hey there oh see you got back did you get me a bigger
gun" " take my chrome shotgun" i said she gripped the shotgun with pleasure and set it near the couch. " also did you get me a bigger present because i want you to
be suprised" the girl said ( what does she mean ) i thought i took my new scar assault rifle and also placed it near the couch. i yawned and got in the couch covers
the girl climmed in
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