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What do we do now? My older sister's live back in our hometown and my mom is still at work. What are we supposed to do? We're just normal people, we don't have this natural instinct to survive and automatically live out in the woods. I was just worrying if I left my phone at home this morning. I'm just a normal teenager, the only self defense I know is only how to shoot handguns. That's it… Is my shirt being tugged? So I looked down. Oh yeah Riley.

"Aunty Alex. Where's mom?" she looked at me with her brown eyes, I could see her eyes were full of fear and started to well up with tears.

"I-I don't know what happened… But she's gone Riley. My-" I had to stop talking, well more like I couldn't keep talking. It just hurt too much to keep talking. "Stay in the closet really quick Riley I have to do something and I don't want you to see it." Riley looked up at me and then gave me a short nod. She knew not to protest something in my face might have gave that impression. I patted her head of tight brown curls and lead her back to the closet and closed it giving her a promise that I would be back in a short while. So I walked back into the living room and looked down at the mess on the floor… Oh no I think I'm going to be sick! I ran down the hall and into the bathroom and my previous lunch had left my stomach and into the toilet.

I grabbed my toothbrush and proceeded to brush out the disgusting taste of bile out of my mouth and then wet my face. Brown eyes stared back at me, but they looked lost and a little empty from their usual spirit they had in them. The usual tanned skin looked more pale at the moment and the figures light brown hair was disarray. I grabbed my long hair and the figure in the mirror followed with my movements and I grabbed a hair tie and pulled my waist length hair into a ponytail. Man I look like shit. My cream sleeved shirt had blood on it so did my dark blue pants. So I washed my hands and took out my contacts my eyes were starting to get irritated and pull on my red framed glasses from the table. I always liked my glasses better anyway. I guess I have to get it over with anyways. So I walked back into the living room and braced myself to deal with my two dead family member.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead as the the sun pelted down on me as I finished up burying my sister and father. Without looking back I walked back into the house and into the living room, looking down at the once blood stained floor I sighed. I continued to walk outside to the front of the house and look around for Abby and Nathaniel but I couldn't see them around here. So I once again began to panic, I ran over to Nathaniel's car that was parked in front of the house and looked inside. To my relief I saw Abby laid back in the passenger's seat and eyes closed, she seemed to have fallen asleep. Her eyes opened once I knocked on the window and got her to come out of the car.

"Where is Nathaniel? Why did he leave you in the car?" To be honest I was a little pissed that he just left Abby in the car when we already witnessed what happened at school and what happened with Mary. Abby looked up at me. God she looked so similar to dad. Abby's hair was pulled into a braid that hung behind her and had his black hair and pale skin with his nose. A difference from my sisters and I with our light tanned skin that we inherited from our mom. Her brown eyes looked over at Nathaniel's house and then proceeded to speak.

"He said that he was going to look and see if anyone was at his house. But that was an hour ago." What she said had concerned me. What happened to him? I had to go help him if he needed anything. I grabbed Abby's shoulders and looked into her eyes. She had to know that this was crucial and that I was serious about it.

"Abby. Right now Riley is in my closet. Now don't ask questions right now. I need you to get a knife in the kitchen and go into the closet with Riley. I want you to stay in there until I get back. If I don't come back I need you to lock all the doors and windows and hide in mom and dad's closet until mom get's back. Do you understand?" Abby looked like she was about to cry, so I hugged her. "You have to be there for Riley. Please be strong I will be back. If not then mom will." I gave Abby a push to the house and didn't go to Nathaniel's house until she closed the door. I waited for a couple minutes and made my way to the Wood's household. Keeping the gun close to me I walked up to the house from our seemingly abandoned road and made my way up the door. I slowed down as I saw that the door was open and forgotten, so I had to walk up with caution. Every move I made made me sick to my stomach to think that something could have happened to the sweet Mrs. Wood and fatherly Mr. Wood.

I pushed the door open more for my tall frame to walk through and pulled the gun up for just in case. You never know, I learned that when I found my steps seemed to echo through the halls of the house and all I could hear was my shaky breath. "Nathaniel?" No response. No movement. Nothing. "Nathaniel!" Still nothing. So I started to move into the rooms checking for any sign of my neighbors, this went up until I found the master bedroom. There kneeled Nathaniel on the other side of the room. In front of him were his parents in a pool in their own blood. I couldn't see the damage done but it was there, especially in Nathaniel himself. "Nathaniel?" Even with him there, there was still no reply. I don't know how he would act so I had to walk up to him cautiously."Nathaniel" I reached out a hand but he turned around before I could touch his shoulder.

I saw the tears in his eyes and I could finally see the mess behind him. There was a chunk missing from 's shoulder and I was surprised that he was still alive, barely but he was. laid there with a screwdriver in her temple, she looked like how my dad was. Skin a sickly white matching with milky eyes, blood dried around her mouth. I put the gun away in my pants and kneeled down to Mr. Wood. "Nathaniel get his arm and we'll get him to your car." He didn't move. "Nathaniel come on!" I started to pull Mr. Wood up but a hand stopped me. I looked back and saw Nathaniel looking at me with saddened eyes. "Let go. We need to get your dad to the hospital!" He didn't move his hand away, but instead pulled me to his chest as I felt him shaking. I didn't know what to do, so I just loosely wrapped my arms around his frame.

"He doesn't want to go to the hospital. He wants to end his suffering." I felt bad for Nathaniel. I at least still had some of my family, but he just lost all of his. The grunting came from his father and we both pulled away and looked over at Mr. Wood. I could tell me was trying to say something but didn't have the strength to speak up than more of a whisper. So I got Nathaniel to his father so that he could hear his father's request. Nathaniel's eyes widened in horror as he listened to his father and at first shook his head at him, but looking at his father he caved in. Nathaniel looked over at me with empty eyes, "He's asking for your gun." My own eyes widened and I pulled out the simple handgun and stared at it. It was his father's own decision so I gave it to Nathaniel and decided to wait outside the house for him.

We were all sitting at the table of my house when I looked over the situation. My mom still hasn't returned from work, but I guess that was expected when more ill people started to show up at the hospital. But I really hope she comes home tonight, I had to explain the situation about about what happened to my sister and dad. Tears started to well up when I started to think about my deceased family members. But then I remembered what happened to Nathaniel's family. Speaking about him I had to look over at him and see how he was doing.

His dark blonde hair was out of place and didn't have the usual style it had everyday. It must have been from running his hand through it so many times. His dark blue eyes seemed so empty, that it was looking into a dark abyss, like he didn't know what to do now. But that was understandable when you just lost all the family members you have. We decided it was a good idea to not go outside for a while, well also since the news broadcast told us not to. The illness seemed to get worse and a lot more people were becoming sick. So I decided it was time to sleep all this sorrow away.

"We should all probably go to sleep now. Come on." I looked down at the children and proceeded to walk to down the hall and then looked at Nathaniel. " You can sleep in my sister's room. It's this one right next to mine. We'll just be in this one if you need anything. Good night Nathaniel." The girls and I walked into my room and proceeded to take our shoes off. "You guys get in the bed. I'm going to go to the bathroom real quick." I closed the door and looked down the hall to see Nathaniel still sitting at the table. I walked up to him, "Nathaniel?" He looked up at me with empty eyes. So I did the best thing I could think of, I hugged him. After a couple of minutes I felt arms wrap around me loosely and then I proceeded to pull him up. "Come on let's get you to bed." So that's what I did. I helped him with taking off his shoes and socks and took off his dark blue jacket and proceed to lay him down. Now this was challenging, for Nathaniel is not a scrawny guy he still had some muscle on him. Once I got him laid down I proceeded to get up but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me down back on the bed. I looked down and saw tears running down his face, so I grabbed his head and put it in my lap and I gently raked my hand through his hair repeatedly. My mom did this all the time for my siblings and I to relax us, I also did it for my friends.

Nathaniel's sniffing would get quieter and I could feel my eyes becoming more and more heavy like lead. And before I knew it I fell asleep away from this new cruel world.

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