Sasha Marie Jackson's Story

Sasha sat under the large oak tree. The sun was beating down and the shade of the tree cooled her enough to let her think. Where to go? What to do? Is anywhere safe? "I have to find food." she said to herself as her stomach growled. She felt dizzy from not eating. Her last meal had been 3 days ago. She layed her head back on the tree trunk, then she heard a noise. She jumped up and limbed the oak, quickly and quietly. It's either an enemy, food, or a normal person. Either way, I don't want it to see me before I see it. A small animal came out of the bushes, and aiming her weapon, Sasha noticed it was a puppy. I can't eat that dog. It's a dog! She climbed back down, careful not to scare it. Once on the ground, the german shepard pup ran up to her, tail wagging and tounge hanging out. "Aww hey there little fella." She picked the dog up, examining it. "Well you're a boy, an adorable boy!" The pup licked her nose and yipped. Sasha laughed and put the dog down. "I'm going to call you Jackson, like my last name. You like it?" The dog sat and wagged his tail, panting. "Ok Jackson. Let's go find some food."

Sasha wandered into an abandoned supermarket, the puppy bounding behind her. "Let's see if we can find some food." She raided every shelf, looking for anything to eat. Boxes were empty, can were crushed an useless. She found a smushed loaf of bread. "I guess this will work." She kept looking through the store. Melted ice cream. A bag of what used to be chips, but is now crumbs. A warm coca cola in a bottle. "Let's check the inventory room." She put the found food in her bag and her and Jackson went to the storage freezer, which wasn't a freezer anymore since the electricity shut off. She opened the door with her crowbar, and inside found bags of thawed veggies and meats. She grabbed all she could stuff in her bag. "We need another bag." She went to the other part of the store and found a cooler with wheels and a long handle. She stuffed all the food that she could find in that, including what was in her bag. She left the bread and ice cream behind. She grabbed a few baby blankets, a towel, a couple hoodies, and any other needs she could find. She left the supermart and wandered around until she heard voices. "Hello? Is someone there?" The dog heard them too, and bounded in the direction of them. "Jackson! Wait up!"