Matthew roamed the ruined and abandoned streets of America's Washington DC. Children that were unwillingly left behind had left small drawings on the side-walk. Pictures of family stick figures to angels on clouds were scattered around Matthew.
'Were are you brother?' Matthew asked himself over and over again trying to fill up the empty spaces in his mind. His red sweatshirt ruffled lightly in the heavy breeze that was coming from what seemed to be every side. He looked around and spotted something in the ally-way to his left. Carefully making his way toward the ally he looked cautiously around the trash cans were lined up against the wall, all of which were hugging the wall tightly hoping for some kind of grip against the terrible winds. Matthew moved cautiously but swiftly sticking like glue to every bump and crevice in the rocky alleyway. Something rustled in the near distance and Matthew's curiosity was overflowing out of his body. He inched forward taking deep breaths each baby step. It rusted again and a trash can lid was open. Trash was flipping every where and littering the streets with empty candy wrappers and rotten fruits.
"Hello?" Matthew said in his usually timid voice. There was no answer so he tried again, "Hello?" He called louder. The only response that came from trash can was a small squeak of fear. 'a mouse?' Matthew thought stepping closer. Grabbing the thin metal side of the can which the squeak had come from, he shut his eyes tightly and leaned over the large opening.
"Hello? is there-" He called once more but was cut off by a empty coca-cola soda bottle smacking him in the forehead. Matthew moaned in pain backing away from the edge, rubbing the side of his head where he was hit. there was something more than a animal there, Matthew knew and his curiosity was less than it had been. What ever it was it wasn't very nice.. or maybe it was just as scared as he was.
"um, come out,I w-won't hurt y-you." He said trying to keep his voice calm so it wouldn't break. A rustling sound came from the full trash can and soon a small child's hand poked its way out of the rubbish. A shocked Matthew instinctively reached out and grabbed the small hand, tugging on it lightly. After a few clawing grabs at Matthews wrists the owner of the hand maneuvered their way out. Childish and insecure a girl, likely to be 6 or 7 years old climbed out. In astonishment her voice came out crystal clear, set off from her raged looks.
"What the hell are you doing here?" She yelled dusting off her tattered shirt and holed pants. Her voice was sweet but had an distinctive Irish accent.
"huh? m-oh! me?" Matthew asked pointing to himself with his thumb.
"oi, yes you!" The little girl said raising her eyebrows.
Matthew was surprised that this girl didn't look through him like every one else did, "um, I'm Matthew but you can call me Canada or..." He thought about the decision he was making before he continued. "or Maddie, okay?" The girl stared at him far awhile then shrugged turning back to the trash can. She sighed and walked slowly away from a confused Canadian. He stumbled after her trying to get more information out of her. "Well then, I've told you my name, so, whats yours?" He asked. She quickly turned around her face filled with shock and horror.
"You don't know what happened here, do you?" She asked, "This place was abandoned for a reason, and we have no idea why we were left behind." She said solemnly after a moment shaking her head and turning around only to start walking away again, off in to the fading sun light.
YES! I finally finished my first chapter! I hope you guys liked it and hope u keep reading.