There's nothing besides trees and a great view of the mountains that I pass by many times I've wondered why, why is it that I'm always left alone with no one by my side. Just the thought that came to my head till I realized There's nothing more that I could ever wish for then the person that my journey is meant for.
The Magnificent Feather
My breath could be seen while standing under the bright green tree, our eyes met not knowing exactly what I'm seeing. The happiest chirp came from his magnificent beak with the stern look on his face and his red eyes that resembled as the prettiest rubies that could ever exist. I calmly chuckled while saying "wow you're one unique looking bird", this is the first time I have seen something that would be considered out of this world. But just as I was about to pet the sunning creature I was called for, my closest friend who is also my maid Lady Meredith needed me to return back to my chamber.
Vision Of Blood
CHAPTER 1. The screams could be heard from down the block, my group and I scavenge for food and medication. The harsh reality of a zombie apocalypses is hard to believe, but there isn't really much anyone can do about it. We don't have names anymore since no one knows who will all survive till the very end. As of right now there is six of us and everyone goes based off of a letter for a example my name is "M". I'm the leader of the scavenging group, everyone here are strangers that are just doing all they can to survive and this is how the story begins.
The Doll in the Crate
It was there, in the corner, all alone, deformed, bitten by dogs, and torn at the hands by the kittens. Top crate with a latch that didn't like to latch laid to rest the Doll. The doll lays on its side while its head tilts my way. The eyes no longer blink due to how long the doll has been around. At least I was kind enough to put a blanket down before I threw it in there.
It was a normal night just like every other day anyone else would have with coyotes howling, owls hooting and the wind blowing but for me it was going on two-thirty in the morning. I sit there in the living room playing on my phone as my family is asleep the faint voice of a child whispering can be heard heading down towards the hallway "He's Here", not knowing what I have just now experienced.
Nothing But Humid
Dust flying, not a single sign of human life around as I wake to my lips being parched and covered in sweat I sit up out of confusion and to my legs burning from the blazing sun. My boyfriend that I was with last night was laying next to me unconscious breathing heavily from the excessive heat wave hitting us I shake him to get him to wake up. Seeing how he looked like he was having a heatstroke I rip the side of my shirt and place it on his head to try to atleast get as much of shade for him.
Mouthwatering tater casserole
It was a warm sunday afternoon with kids running around the house. It was a day and time I would never forget. The children that day were happy and I was finally single. A day for all of us to remember and a food that we still eat that is fulfilling.