(Authors note- I Freakin' Love Walking Dead Here Is My Version)
Emily lived in the big city. She Watched TV like any other 10 year old. There was always these "Alerts" on the news, to my family ignored them. On Saturday we went to go visit my Grandmother she had a heart attack a week ago we went to the State Hospital in Georgia, Atlanta.
I walked in the hallways of the hospital, I see door 201. "Grandma!" I gasped when I walked in. The Heart beat thingy monitor was a straight line. She was dead, she had gun shots through her head. I kneed next to her bed. "I Never got to say good-bye" I muttered with a tear rolling down my cheek. I hear more gun shots outside. "EMMILLYY!" I heard my parents scream out before they die. I bite down hard on my tongue to prevent me from screaming for my loved ones. The doorknobs wiggled I had merely 5 seconds I crash though the window. I had no choice I thought. I land hard on my left foot. I moan in pain. My friends Amy and Michelle will help me. I ran, I ran through the streets at noon I reached their houses. "EMILY! Thank God Your Alive!" Tears rolled down their faces. "I have a plan" Michelle said. "Were going to the woods". "The Woods Your joking right to the tree house?" I Asked. Michelle twist towards the basement. "Fill the Duffel Bags with Food, Water, Blankets, Pillow, A Lighter, Knifes, and Emily's Slingshot" Michelle ordered. It wasn't in her nature to give orders but the killings toughened us all up. We gathered the supplies. "Lets go, Emily take the lead your the best with tracking" Michelle ordered once again.
(Authors Note- PLEASE comment if I should continue be welcome to notice me about any errors) :)