Day Five

I've decided that in this day and age simply being alive is a threat to your health. It would be far easier to simply die. But i'm not gonna, because this is just too much fun. I know its sick but running for my life, killing demons; i was born to do this stuff. Like yesterday. We found an orphanage that was being baraged by a couple of those germlins. Instead of skirting around them i ran at them. I know, i think i am insane too. But for the record, i saved five people with my recklessness.

Maybe thats why i am finding it hard to write. Its hard to focus when your wired all the time. But i have to have this in case we die. Someone ought to know about us. We are still all alive, which in my mind is a success. But even more so than other days, we nearly ended up dead today.

We weren't afraid of walking in the streets anymore. The majority of the demons had learned to fear us. That's not to say that some of them weren't bigger, braver... or just stupider than the others, but for the most part we weren't bothered. This might have been because we skirted around anything larger than the things we saw at the church; There is a fine line bettween courage and stupidity. Anyways, we had decided to go back to the old neighborhood to round up anyone who was alive. We walked down Harper Avenue. The street me and austin had grown up on... it was a wreck. Moutains of rubble that had been houses and cars... scorched walls... they made it unrecognizable. And because there was no sun. It hadn't been out since they came.

It was quiet, and i don't mean to be cliche, but it was too quiet. Something was up. Normally where ever you went there was something to hear. Not here. We walked into Sharons house. Her mom was dead on the floor. "Sharon!" I tried to yell. It was more of a choke. Coming home had never been this painful.

"She won't be here. Nobody would stay here. Why did we come back!" L-J did manage to yell. He walked outside. "Shit! Get out here. Now!" We came running out as quick as we could.

"Johnny (that was his real name) whats the-" Somebody said. The matter was clear. I threw up as i saw my little brother walking towards us. He was missing and arm, his skin was rotten, and he wasn't alone. "Do we... do we kill them?" Danny asked.

"I... I dunno." I said once i stopped puking. They were getting closer. We had to do something, because there is nothing worse than doing nothing. "Lets just... We gatta get outta here." I turned to the other end of the street. "Fuck!" They were only twenty feet away.

"Back inside!" Austin yelled. We ran in, bolted the door, and moved a couch in front of it. "Ok... we gatta get out of here. The back- Ahhhhhhhh!" The body we had seen earlier had clubbed him in the back of his head with a rotten fist. "Kill it!"

I did that... if you can kill the dead. I slammed my hammer into its head, causing an explosion of brain. "The back door. Now." We sprinted past the family room where i had had my first kiss, into the kitchen, and out the back of the house. We were in the alley where we had played street hockey now. There were three ways out. Two lead to the streets, where we could hear the... zombies, yeah they were zombies. We took the third. It was a path that we had made for when any of us needed to sneak out of our homes.

I ran a couple yards down the alley, to the back end of L-J's house. The vines which had been a key part of our escape route were dead... but still intact. I hooked my hammer into a belt loop of my pants, jumped and grabbed as high as i could on the vines. I was the biggest of us, and they held my. A good sign. I climbed up on top of the house.

I climbed onto the roof. L-J and Austin went at the same time, with Danny on the ground pushin there feet up. The zombies had seen us, and they were closing in. "Hurry up!" I yelled. They were too close. "Danny Jump!" Austin yelled. Danny jumped on a car, jumped again and grabbed one of Austins still dangling feet. Me and L-J grabbed Austin, and pulled them both up. That put twenty five feet bettween us them.

From there it was almost too easy. We ran along from roof top to rooftop until we came to my house. From there we ran onto the garage, opened a hatch that my Dad had had installed because he had always loved looking at the stars, and the roof top provided the best view for miles, dropped into the garage, grabbed a set of keys from a peg on the wall, and jumped into my mom's suburban. We had to run through the garage door, but after that we were free.