Bitter Sweet

Prologue

The world has fallen into madness. It is now a world from nightmares. Zombies travel the streets that once had cars and people. Hello. My name is Scarlet Miranda. I am, or rather was, a normal young adult female who played video games rather than worked. I lived with my mom and her boyfriend. After I was fired from my job, they took me in. Since then, I have played many video games, aiming to get 100 percent on them. You know, getting every achievement and special secrets I possibly can. I remember I would always complain about how hard some of those achievements were. It is silly to think about now. 

I remember the day everything went to hell. It's hard to forget. I was sitting at the dining table watching the news while my mom made dinner. They were talking about how some people in the city were attacking others. Of course I thought it was just crazy people doing crazy things. My mom made a few comments about it, saying how the world is full of crazy people. Halfway through dinner, there was someone banging aggressively on the front door. If I could go back I would tell mom to not open it. I would have begged her to not let him in. But alas, I can't change the past. She went to the door and she screamed. Me and her boyfriend ran to see what was going on and she was on the floor, our neighbor on top of her, biting her neck. The boyfriend pulled him off of her only to then be attacked. The neighbor bit into his neck, spraying blood everywhere. I of course already knew what was going on. It was zombies. It was finally here. I grabbed a pair of scissors off the counter and stabbed my once friendly neighbor in the head. It was already too late, the boyfriend was dead. My mom was still alive and had sat herself against the wall. She was my gaming partner for years so she already knew what was happening too. We had a pact that if one of us was bit by a zombie that we should shoot them. It was to save them the pain of dying then turning into a zombie. Before I killed her, she told me to stay alive for her and to be safe. I can still see the sadness in her eyes whenever I try to sleep. 

After that, I grabbed my dad's shotgun and a few supplies. The streets were chaos. People were getting attacked and killed. The police were trying to save people and many zombies were running around. Buildings and cars were on fire and there was so much screaming. I can still smell the blood. I managed to get out of the city with a car I stole. I guess I was studying on the right thing all these years. This is the story of how I found salvation with the few survivors I managed to find. There is hope and I hope you find it and keep it close. The world may be hell but find your will to live and keep it close. There is hope and I can prove it with this story. 

(Hello! I will be rotating between this and my other story so be on the lookout for future updates! Word count: 566)