Prologue—
I’ve been walking forever now. Just keep on. It is soo dry out. With each step I feel the grit if the dirt on the cement. After a while my feet start to get the grit between my toes. This irritates me beyond no end. I should have remembered to grab a bigger bottle of water before I left. I killed the last of the water a few hours ago. As I pull my gaase up from my feet I spot what long to be a very old building. Looks like a old Cathedral. I can see the partially together stainglass window from here. It looks like a women crying or worshiping something.I bet it would have be a stunning picture years ago.the only complete image is a man in what looks to be a pool of water. I think I’ll stay there for the night. If I’m lucky there will be some water there.

I get off of the grity cement in favor of dirt. If I take heavy steps I can feel the coolness of the ground. When I was younger there was this thing called grass. That grew green everywhere. That was before the change. All I remember was we had to stay in a small house under ground for a long time. It has been just me for a while now.

On my 12th birthday my father came down sick. He had to go up on the big world to find us food. He came back a few days later with loads of food but he was soo weak that my mom had to go help him get in. That night it was really hard to sleep cause dad kept throwing up. It stoped about 9 hours after he cam in.Later the next day mom told me to go play while she helped dad get more food. I didn’t see dad anymore from then on. When ever I asked mom she told me he left to find even more food.
As I was thinking if that I tripped into the building I’ve been walking to. It was extremely large. The steps to enter the building where large and thick. I climb each stair one at a time. There was 16 in total. When I got to the door I listened. Stephia told me to always listen before I entered a new building. If I heard anyone I had to run away because they could be mean.
I miss Stephia a lot. She kept me safe when I was younger and she was a great older sister. She taught me how to survive and read and write. She was soo cool and smart. She hated it when I said it but she was very pretty too. She had long black hair and hazel eyes. She always kept her hair pulled up into what she called a ponytail. She told be there was an animal named a pony that bad a tail that looked like her hair but I still don’t understand.
I listen to the cool building I was in the shade so the heat of the day didn’t bother me at all. I just listened. No sounds. I get my knife out and put it on my tent pole like a army man. Stephia said this was the best way to keep my self safe when she wasn’t around.
I slowly open the door.
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It was real dark and smelled like old. There was a lot of dust everywhere. I walk up the center isle carefully and quietly. The floor was soo cool it felt great. I’ve been trying to wipe my feet on the ground that is when I saw it. It was several cases of water and food that looked like they haven’t moved in a long time.
Stephia told me to be careful around large amounts of food. She told me that people like to hide it from other people so they can be greedy. I look around go up on the stage and take a bottle of water out of the open case. I down the hole bottle in less than a minute. I grab another two bottles and put them in my bag. I go too the other side of the stage and look at cans. Most look really old and some even have rust on the out side. I grab few cans of beans cause theyre my favorite. As I’m restacking the cans to make it look like I didn’t take any I find a 2 bags of beef jerky. This is by far my favorite thing to eat. I grab both and shove the into my bag then I zip it up. I put the used bottle back where I found it and grab another bottle for the road.

I wish I could sleep here but it isn’t safe. What if someone else walks in on all of this food. As I’m thinking about where to go I notice the sun is setting. As I see it I rember another thing Stephia said”If you can’t get to safty before nighttime you should get out of eye site. Like hide behind big things or hide on top of it.”
Rembering that I start looking around. There are what looks like big tubes going from a box to the ceiling about half way through there was a bend that I couldn’t see past.the perfect spot to sleep. I start climbing with my bag. It seems to be taller and taller each inch I go up.
After what seems to be forever I was able to make it to the bend. Just behind the pipes there is a nice wood plank that was sterty. I move the plank far back and start to got my bed stuff ready. Got my dinner open and started eating when I heard a loud gargling sound slowly fade in. Stephia told me to run if I ever heard that noise. She said the people in the cars would try to hurt me.

Just as I was getting my stuff together I hear a creeeeeeek. And a bang.

Now the only way out was through them.