Claudia Thompson's Story

Claudia was at vet school, finishing up a task that her teacher had given to her right at the end of the class. Almost everyone had left to go home except for those few students who had to stay and work still till they finished. There was also those students who took forever to organize their things before leaving. She was not one of those people; as she finished up the task for her tearcher she called her brother to make sure he was okay and didn't need anything. She tapped her foot, and waited for him to answer.
"Hello?" A young boy's voice was on the other line. It was her brother's voice.
"Hey Andrew, I am almost done here so do you need me to pick up anything on my way home?" She asked.
"Yeah some food!"
Claudia sighed softly, "Alright. Anything else?"
"Yeah could you get some chips while your there." There was a pause then a noise. "What is that?"
Claudia instantly worried, "What? What do you mean? Is something wrong Andrew?"
"Hold on Claudi. There something... no there is someone in our backyard."
"Andrew what are you talking about?" Right then there was screams that echoed down the hallways and into the room she was in.
"What the-" His voice was cut off by the dropping of his phone and feet hurrying away.
"Andrew?! Andrew?!" Claudia was panicking. She didn't have time to just stand here anymore. She had to go find her brother! She grabbed her things, and darted for the door. People's screams still filled the small school. She gasped for air as she smashed through the front doors of the school, and stopped when she saw what looked like rotting people. She cussed under her breath, and went to her car. She quickly got in, turned on her car, buckled up, and then she slammed on the gas as she hurried home.

When she got to her house she saw rotting people running from it and they where going down her street. She gasped softly then stopped the car, and jumped out. She didn't even bother turning it off because she was to worried about her brother. She ran inside to see her brother on the ground, it looked as if he was lifeless but when she dropped onto her next to him she saw that his eyes where slowly searching for something. "Andrew," She cried softly and craddled his head in her lap. "I'm so sorry. I should have been here." Her tears streaked her face, and a few landed on his face. She watched as Andrew opened his mouth to say something then he stilled. She was so mad at herself, she should have been there for him! She wasn't there for him though, she didn't tell him that she loved him one last time, and she wasn't able to say her usual crappy joke that she used every time she got home. So there she sat, on her knees with her dead brother's head in her lap. "I love you Andrew." She whispered and kissed his forehead. She gently lifted his head then knelt beside him as she carefully placed his head down on the ground. She stood up, and brushed her pants off like they had dirt on them even though they didn't. She took in a shaky breath, and shook her head. This couldn't possibly be happening. She cried softly for several moments before she hurried upstairs, and went up to her parents room where she grabbed her dad's hidden pistol. She grabbed her bookbag and messenger bag, and put as much stuff as she could into it. Most of it was food and hygine supplies but a few other things where what she cherrished, and couldn't live without. After about five minutes of putting things into two bags she ran to her car, and got into it. She put her bags onto the passanger seat then locked her doors, and she was off. Where was she going? She didn't know but she had to get away from here. She planned on going to the forest, but then she would have to ditch her car. At the moment her thoughts where all over the place, and she didn't know what she was going to do.

After a while of driving Claudia parked her car, turned it off, grabbed her bags, and got out. She looked around, holding her pistol up with shaky hands, and running toward sthe thickest part of the woods. Claudia was terrified, she had never been alone, and she had never had to do something like this because most of her family already knew how to protect themselves if something like this happened. They were freaks as she always called them, but now she wishes she would have helped and listened to them. Now here she was, going into a forest in hope of some kind of cabin without any knowledge of what is going on, and she was breaking down because she knew sooner or later that she would be caught. Now all she could do is look for other people, fend for herself, find shelter, and try her best to live for Andrew because she knew her brother would have wanted that.