Apocalypse

One

My mom and dad died when the apocalypse happened. My dad called me on his way to work, the phone call ended with a crash. When I went downstairs crying I saw my mother getting her guts ripped out through a window. Luckily I didn't have any siblings, I only had my dog scout.

I locked the door and fetched a book bag. Since I had a small ounce of tomboy in me, I knew exactly what to do if a zombie apocalypse happened. I grabbed my machete out of the closet and my bow and arrow I got for Christmas.

I ran downstairs grabbed a huge ziplock bag for dog food and a few of scouts treats. I also grabbed a few drinks and to go snacks and shoved them in my bag. I went into the garage and looked at my options. I couldn't ride my bike, I would get pulled off. My penny board definitely wasn't an option. My atv! I rummaged through the drawers and found the atv keys. I gave scout a helmet and grabbed my dads helmet. I placed scout in the doggy seat and opened the garage door. The whole neighborhood was taken over by zombies.

I was doing 70mph since I really wanted to get out there. I drove nonstop without sleeping or eating. I had to kill a few walkers here and there as well. Finally I found myself at a prison. I didn't know what time or day it was. It was night though. I parked my atv and took off my helmet. I grabbed my stuff and scout and crept over to the fence. Surprisingly there were no walkers, just people. I whistled so they could see me. Scout stood behind me as a man walked to fence.

"Who are you?" He asked in a deep voice

"My name is Pennie and this is my dog scout. We've been traveling by ourselves for the past few weeks."

"Come inside through that hole right there and don't make a sound." I nodded and quickly crawled through the fence with scout. I covered it up with some thick rope and duck-tape I brought. Scout was whining so I gave him some treats.

I followed the man to his group. They all stared at me as Rick told them what happened. A girl, I think her name was Beth, walked over towards scout. He growled a little but stopped when she stuck out her hand.

"Cute dog." She smiled and patted scouts head.

"Thanks, got him when I was 9."

I was introduced to everyone. They seemed nice. I set up my stuff and and sat down as Scout laid his huge fluffy body next to mine. I felt my eyes getting heavier and heavier.

The next few days were tiring. I helped Rick and Daryl kill walkers since apparently they thought I had a good shot. I could tell the people in this group really cared about each other considering they chopped Hershel's leg off just so he could live.

It was nice to know all the cells were cleared. Carl and I shared a cell since we were the only 13 year olds. He makes a good best friend.

As I laid in my bed, scout looked at me with sad eyes.

"I know buddy, I miss them too." I rubbed his thick fur as he closed his eyes.

"Is everything alright Pennie?" Carl asked from the top bunk.

"Yeah, I just miss my family, and my best friend Charlotte. But I'm okay."

He leant over the bed and looked into my eyes with a smile, "you still have me."

I chuckled and agreed.