(Anyone reading 13 years of struggle sorry for the delay, I'm having writers block for it so I decided to work on this and just release it cause I was bored. Enjoy.)

I walked over down the street towards the direction of the main wall. It was less guarded around this time because the guards had to either take breaks or guard more important sections of the wall.

  I looked behind me to see if anyone was there. I saw the streets were empty. I was the only person from what I could see. I turned back towards the wall. Climb it or no? What the hell did I have to lose anyway?

            I walked closer towards the walls and looked over my shoulder again. Still nobody at all. I sighed and turned back around and started walking towards the old yellow ladder descending up the wall. An old white sign painted in red letters was hung next to it. Warning nonmilitary personnel will be detained if they trespass the wall.

        I ignored the sign and grabbed the first bar of the ladder and placed my right foot first and started climbing up it. As I descended I failed to grab one of the bars and nearly fell towards the pavement below but I quickly caught another bar and prevented that from happening.

"Fuck." I mumbled under my breath as I continued to climb up the ladder.

          I pulled myself up the last few bars and stepped out onto the top of the wall. I took a deep breath and peered down. Damn this wall was higher than I thought. I turned back and looked over to the side. No soldiers. I looked over to my right side. No soldiers. Good I was still in the clear.

       The wind blew my hair into my face and I brushed my hair quickly out of my face and peered over onto the other side of the wall. The street on the other side was empty, abandoned, no signs of life. Just an old abandoned street completely overgrown and rundown. So this is probably what the rest of the world outside the walls looked like.

   The voice in my head kept telling me to just climb back down the ladder and go home. But there was no way in hell I was going back to my mother who didn't give a shit about me. I'd rather take my chances out there. I took in a deep breath before I slowly stepped over the railing on the wall and looked down over it.

       How the hell was I supposed to get down without injury? I wasn't gonna let this stop me. But I had to get down. I sighed and kept a tight grip on the bottom of the railing and slowly moved my body down the wall.

         It was still way too high. I should just pull myself back up and go home. I was gonna get myself killed. I then heard the sound of voices. Shit! Without thinking I quickly let go of the railing and I fell down towards the cracked pavement below. I let out a little shriek as I landed on my left leg.

         Ow! Fuck! I quickly grabbed myself in pain and I looked up. How fucking stupid I was for doing this stupid stunt. "What the hell was that?" A voice yelled out from the other side of the wall.

          God if I'm discovered I'll be punished severely. I quickly tried standing but it hurt so bad. I sighed and tried pressing through the pain and I quickly limped over towards one of the nearby abandoned buildings and hid inside of it.

            I heard the voices outside as I hid behind an old overturned shelf. They were probably gonna find me... bring me back to my mom and I'd be in a whole load of trouble. God Misty you are so stupid!

            The voices were close and I heard some yelling. Damn must be the soldiers coming to search for the source of that scream. I sighed quietly and pulled,myself up. My leg ached in pain and I covered my mouth my hand yo cover my groan and I shuffled towards a door inside of what I guess was an old abandoned deli mart.

            I quickly pulled on the doorknob of the old metal door and it creaked open. It opened up to an old alleyway overgrown with vines and grass and a bunch of trash bags covering most of the alleyway. A few rats squeaked past my feet as I jumped back a little startled. Fucking rats.

            I groaned and pushed through the pain as I shuffled out the door down the other side of the alleyway. I past a few dumpsters and I looked in between one of them and saw a skeleton. Oh my fucking god... this was probably the first time I had seen a skeleton in years since the start.

             It must have been a woman cause remains of a dress were littered on the bones and an old wedding ring on one of its fingers. A pistol laid by its side. I quickly moved away from it. I didn't wanna see if anymore.

            I came towards the end of the alleyway and looked out. I saw the wall down one side of the street and saw no soldiers on it. I sighed in relief and started shuffling down the opposite side of the street away from the area of the wall. I had no idea where the hell I was headed. But I think I was gonna be fine. I would come back later somehow I guess.

        My leg kept hurting really badly as I moved down the street. I either broke it,or maybe something else. I didn't know. I bit on the sides of my cheeks as the pain was pretty excruciating and I moved as fast as I could down the overgrown streets.

            I saw a few more skeletons littering around the streets and a few old rustling cars. Jesus christ. I should have just stayed at home. This was fucking horrifying to see for me. God I was so weak from staying behind those walls for so long. For people out here this was probably a daily occurrence.

            I continued moving down the road at a very slow pace and my leg was basically dragging behind me as I moved. I couldn't handle it. I quickly looked for anywhere to rest up. I saw an old wooden bench by an old lamppost overgrown with vines.

              I sighed and shuffled over towards it and sat down biting my tongue as I groaned in pain from my injured leg. Here I was outside the walls with an injured leg. Nothing to defend myself if any monsters came upon me. God I was gonna die out here.

            I tensed my face up in as my leg ached again in pain. I sighed heavily and looked over across the street. A collapsed brick building with a few skeletons dotted near it. I looked and saw a baby stroller close to another skeleton and covered in dried up remnants of blood.

           I quickly turned away and quickly felt nauseous. God I was gonna be so sick after this. Another intense pain came from my leg. "Fuck!" I yelled as I clenched my jaw.

           A low growl soon followed as I yelled out in pain. I quickly picked my head up and looked. Oh shit... it was one of the fucking monsters. It groaned as it stumbled its body towards me.

           Half of its face was burnt to a crisp and the other side of its face drooping off and its gray hair thinning rapidly. It's dead yellow eyes staring me down with a look of hunger. It's old clothes teared and ripped in all places. I quickly tried getting up off the bench to flee down the road. But my leg hurt so much and I yelled out in pain again as my body fell to the ground.

         Shit! I looked and saw it stumbling faster towards me. No... no! I started crawling away with my hands as fast as I possibly could with it still following after me. I saw a few pieces of shattered glass. That was my only weapon. Shit.

              I quickly tried crawling over towards them and the thing had by now gotten over towards me and it fell down and grabbed my leg and tried to sink its teeth into my flesh. I let put a quick gasp and with my good leg kicked its face back and crawled a bit more towards the glass.

            The thing persisted and grabbed my leg again and groaned as it tried to my my leg again. "No!" I yelled as I kicked it again.

              I quickly reached my hand out for the biggest share of glass I could reach and I quickly grabbed it. It cut into my hand and I let out a shriek as I quickly stabbed the shard of glass into the side of things head. Its body quickly fell limp and landed on my legs. I quickly pulled myself out from under it.

            I crawled further away and then I threw up immediately afterwards. God that thing had almost gotten me. I had seen my entire life flash before my eyes. I sighed as I wiped off the vomit from my mouth.

                I needed to get back. The sun was already now starting to set. I tried to stand up and stand on my good foot. My injured leg hurt so bad. I had to bite on my cheeks again from the intense pain. Fucking hurt so bad!

             I finally managed to somewhat stand and started to try and shuffled back down the road. I then heard the sound of something dropping. Oh god what now?  I quickly scanned the area looking for the sound of the noise but saw nothing. What the fuck had made that noise?

             An arm wrapped around my neck and a gun was held to my head. I quickly started trying to struggle with whoever or what it was that had grabbed me. A rag was brought around my mouth and nose and I heard a deep male voice. "You should have stayed in New York kid."