Diary
Not too long ago, I confided in you that I'm 4 months pregnant. Jason is dead now, so that leaves me and Callie alone. I'm not sure I can keep this up and keep us safe.
My baby is fluttering around inside me, reminding me I have another person to watch out for and keep alive. I'm not sure I can do this, but I'll give it my best effort. This baby and Callie are all I have.
We end up running every day from the dead and the living. The living being is worse because they want everything from you, and the dead want one thing: you, laid out on the ground, screaming for your life as they tear the meat from your bones. We saw them decorating the lawn of our neighbors with blood, gore, and guts. It was disgusting, I'll never get the screams out of my head. The image of ole man Jenkins tearing into his wife Jenna was the most horrifying thing I could ever see in this life. I see it when I close my eyes at but at least mom never turned. She made me promise her, and I kept that promise because as soon as she stopped breathing, I put a knife in her ear. That was the hardest thing I've ever done. I'll never forget our last few days together. I couldn't bring myself to tell her about the baby when she had so little time left. Maybe I should have but I couldn't. I hate myself for not telling her but it was for the best. The baby probably won't make it anyway with all the running we've been doing since we left home. My boyfriend Jason died a month before I found out about baby Riggins, so I kept my pregnancy a secret from everyone, especially his family. I knew they'd try to take my baby and I wouldn't allow that. I'd die first.
We are looking for a safe place, such as a camp or a community. I won't stop until I get us there.
It's Easter Today, and I can't even bear to celebrate. Maybe as the day goes on, I'll read the Bible like my momma used to on Sunday.
I'll write more later. Callie is working on supper. Omg, please let it not be tuna again.
Bye for now.
-Sam-
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48 Hours
HorrorSam and Callie are barely living, survival was hard on both girls. Every day, they were running, dodging the dead. The living was much worse. They kill, rape, and torture women. They have been running for their lives every day since the outbreak. T...
