Dear who ever is reading this, my name is Georgia Ayres
and I am one of the few survivors of the Rage virus. There’s a group of about
10 of us. I remember when Rage broke out, it feels like yesterday. I remember
every detail: the time, the day – everything. It was a month after we went back to school
from the summer holidays…
I met up with Kathy ,Becky and Katie. It was about 8 am
so Rage wasn’t on the news all I knew was that a virus was going around, I
thought it was just like a cold. Turns out I was wrong. We were walking down
the street on our way to school talking about how we couldn’t be bothered going
to school and what we had. It was a Tuesday and I liked what I had that day so
it didn’t seem that bad. We came across some guy sitting under the bridge.
Something seemed odd about him we thought he was drunk or something so no one
went up to him. We started to hear noises like “arrggh”. We asked if he was ok
– but just got the same reply. A guy who was passing by on his way to work went
over to the drunk and tapped him on the shoulder. Big mistake. That person now
has no hand.
The drunk wasn’t actually a drunk, he was a zombie. As
he turned his face we saw that the skin was peeling like a peeled potatoe and he
had no bottom jaw. He got up and started chasing us. There were flood defence works
by the river. I climbed on one of the fence things and yelled for my friends to
join me. Kathy got up, Becky was still running. We couldn’t wait any longer, so
we started running. We got away but couldn’t see Katie or the zombie. We continued
on our way to school terrified.When we got there that was all people were
talking about. Someone told us how they had seen Katie’s body. Kathy and I
looked at each over. I was shaking I couldn’t see straight.
I’ve not felt like that since. We still have bad days
here, but not like that. We have a place to stay, food and all the basics. Back
then I used to hate stuff like PE - now it’s really all I know how to do. You
see, I’m one of the fighters. If you knew me you’d probably never see me like
this. I don’t really care what happens to me as long as the other survivors are
all ok. They are my family now and sometimes that’s what you need in a world
like this - someone to care. We do anything to survive, but never kill one of
our own unless we group or get a bullet in the brain. I’ve seen so many turn,
most of my friends and family. I only have my dog from my family left I have no
clue where the rest are. We heard of a safe zone I just hope they are there. I
heard about the safe zone from a friend who’s parents work for the government
so they knew first. We’re just about to head out on our way to go to the safe
zone. Good bye for now.
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