Dear journal
Today is the 9th day of the zombie outbreak and things have gotten bad the prison has been invaded by the zombies I don't know how the hell they got in but I don't think I would have survived without Rochelle. So now were wondering around in the woods. Rochelle says that we have to find a good spot because there is a storm I've never been good with storms ever since I was little. Anytime there was a storm I remember I would sneak over to Ellis's house and tap on the window he would always wake up and open the window and let me in and then I would climb in the bed and Ellis would hold me. I always felt so safe it felt like nothing could hurt me no matter what life threw at me I knew as long as I could sneak over to Ellis's house and he would hold me I was safe. My dad was always gone and when he was home he was always drunk it seemed ever since my brother died my dad started to drink and often stayed drunk. I remember one time my dad had been out drinking and he came home my ma was asleep and he woke her up just so he could slam her against the wall and beat her till she would pass out then it was my turn he would grab my hair and slam me to the floor I remember asking him why. I would always avoid Ellis until my black eyes and bruises were gone I had to lie to my best friend who I have never lied to in my life. One stormy night my dad had beat my mom as usual and was looking for me I knew where I had to go I knew that Ellis wouldn't ask but something inside me wanted to tell him I climbed out the window and ran as fast as I could to Ellis's house. I climbed up the balcony and knocked on the window I was soaked and lighting cracked behind me. Ellis opened the window and automatically knew there was something was wrong that was the first time Ellis found out about my dad and the first time Ellis swore to me that he would never let anything hurt me.
Sincerely
Keith