Rated T for Minor Coarse Language, Violence, Sensuality, and Carnage

Dear Mommy,

Today, the last teacher died. We buried her next to the janitor under what used to be the rose bushes. She was a nice lady. I think we'll miss her.

All we have left now are the school nurse and the grounds keeper. We don't see much of him, though. He's generally on border patrol to make sure the walkers don't find their way through the fence. I used to hate that fence when I first came here. It felt like you'd sent me to some kind of cage. But now, that cage is the only thing keeping me and Horrace safe.

Horrace says you're not answering because you don't have Wi-Fi. Apparently a lot of things like that are down, especially since it seems like a lot of the world is gone. I've been checking the online sites with what little signal we can get and almost everything is down. Tumblr still works, but most people on there are freaking out and then they go silent. It's kind of scaring me. I've already lost about six of my friends on there. One of them was saying good bye after she was bit. I almost cried.

We only have about thirty kids left of the two hundred at the school. The sickness took them fast and we lose another to the disease every few days. Those who are sick or get bit have been quarantined in the headmaster's house. We have to keep it chained and guarded. Michael has decided that he and some of the older kids should be in charge of preventing them from coming back. We only have a few left in there, so Michael and Georgia should be able to move in shortly.

Georgia has put me on dinner service this time. Michael might be the leader, but it's Georgia who holds us together. I don't know what I'd do without her. She's my bunk buddy. Looks out for us younger girls. Although… I really am the youngest, Mommy. They call me the baby of the group. But, I think I've told you this before. It's been so long since I started writing that I don't even remember anymore.

Two months, Mommy. Two whole months. Why haven't you responded? I miss you so much. Please, please, please come find us. We need you. All of us need you. Don't give up on us. Or on me, Mommy. Please come soon.

Love,

Mackenzie