Today was the day. The one year anniversary of the attack.

It felt just like yesterday. I sat in my kitchen and ate some Crayon Crunchies. A weird cereal made by some crayon company. I’d been eating since I was six. I did my usual walk to school. Got my usual secret coffee from Mr. Ramirez. He was very cool, too bad he’s a monster now. I sat through all my boring classes. Did my usual walk home from school. Did everything I usually did. Well too bad it couldn’t stay that way.

Now I was sleeping in the backyard treehouse me and Dad built when I was just in preschool. I didn’t exactly build it more then watch him do the hard work. Too bad he’s lost now in the mindless brains of those crazy things. I’ve now gotten used to being alone. Adjusted to the constant daylight. The nonstop roar of the deadly creatures outside. The sadness of knowing I’ll never see my family and friends the same again.

I climbed down the little ladder and munched on my granola bar. I was taking in the sun on day 365. It felt a little more beautiful and less annoying today.

Suddenly, I hear a rustle in the bushes.

To be continued I guess lol