Dezzy June
Day three.
Here I go.
Slowly, slowly. STOP!
Wait for him to pass.
Start again.
I climbed out of the little hiding spot and gestured for my brother to hurry. We were standing in broad daylight, while the zombies were out.
Guir climbed his tiny figure out and I threw him onto my shoulders. Guir is only three years old. Our parents were turned, but I saved Guir. He is the perfect little brother.
Guir is light, due to lack of food and tons of exercise. I was the same way, the clothes we used to have are a way too big now that the gene was lost. We have been checking out stores and restaurants for food and clothes and we are getting somewhere.
Right now what we need is a place to live. So today we are taking our backpacks of food, water and supplies, and trying to find a good place to chill.
While in a store, I figured out how to shoot. Guir learned how to trip then stab. Which is pretty graphic for a three year old. But we both need to learn how to fend for ourselves.
We started to run, but near the zombies, we slowed and tried to blend in.
The sun was shining and the zombies were blind today so we began to just run. We found an apartment building and cautiously stepped through the revolving doors. I put Guir down. Just before the doors opened, we peered through the glass, there was one zombie, standing stupidly in the corner. He looked like he just got in trouble. The elevators weren't near him so we would have a clean chance if we ran. I picked up Guir and ran into the building. The elevator opened after a ping that made the zombie look up.
He began to run at us and I quickly hit the button to close the doors. Once the door shut he began to pound on the door.
"To which floor, Guir?"
"How many are there?"
"105." I said, but I knew which floor he was going to choose.
"Hunred and five." He smiled like he had never eaten ice cream before.(Which he has not eaten.)
I pushed the button and prepared Guir for a battle that may or may not happen. Guir gets to be like the man he wanted to be, a swordfighter always on the run.
But now that he gets that life, I think he wants to be normal, like I was, but he has never seen normal before.
The elevator finally stopped at floor 105. But it needed a pin. So like the devious child I am, I pulled back memories on how to restart the pin and make it my own. I used to break and enter into a lot of places, so i reset the pin to Guir's name and we entered the apartment. The zombies are too stupid to try anything so we are safe here.
The first thing we do is check out the kitchen, which has some food. So we'll need to go to another grocery store and stock up, but the first thing we need to do is try to call our aunt. She lived in the suburbs of New York. But we have no idea if she is still alive.