Dear diary,     Saturday,May
                               13, 2015

    Today the weirdest thing happened. Allow me to fill you in.

  So on our weekly Saturday trip to the park with my mom, Kate (my baby sister), and I , we saw something......strange. As I always say, curiosity killed the cat. Right in the split center of the road was a woman, but not your average woman. She looked ill. Her hair was thin and falling out, her skin pale.

  My mother's first reaction was to get out and help. I mean I would too, right? My mom steps out of the car when it catches my eye...NO! That lady wasn't the only one. There was at least a thousand more behind her. I tried to scream, but my throat croaked out of fear.

  Now my eyes are flooding. She's gone. I can't believe it. I quickly pull myself together and lock the car. Kate can't die too.

  I cry myself to sleep tonight, in memory of my mom, Katlyn Lynn  King. I sleep fast through the night. I dream vast dreams of all the nice moments I've had in life with my mother. The dream soon turns to a nightmare, full of the terrifying thing that happened that day.

Dear Diary,        Sunday, May
                                  14, 2015

   *yawn* I barely got any sleep last night. Not only was Kate crying half the night, but it also doesn't help the cause with those dreams I had. My emotions are so jumbled up right now. I know I need to stay happy and aware for Kate's sake, but at the same time I'm still grasping yesterday.

  How long can Kate's lungs sustain for? She is still screaming her head off. I wonder why. Then it hits me.   She's hungry. Man, how AM I supposed to find food for a two month baby?

  I think for a second. Maybe I can go home and get formula. But what about dad? Did he survive? Worth a shot. I think to myself.

  *yawn* I hop over into the driver's seat and fasten my seatbelt. I check my mirrors and do everything my mom did before driving. I'm only 12 but I know how to drive. I always observe my mom when she drives. How hard can it be?

  I put the car into drive a start heading home. BRB.

  I'm not too far from home but there's something wrong. I sense it. The windows are busted and the door seems to have blood on it.

  Eventually I decide to climb out without Kate and check it out. I grab the car key along with the garage key. I lock the car behind me and shove the key in my pocket. In my other hand I use the key as a knife, ready to stab a zombie.

  I hear rustling in the back. I slowly approach it. I am shocked by what I encounter. Its my crush from school. What's he doing here. I have to eliminate him, sadly. He's no longer hot but that's not what I  liked in him. It was always his personality, which obviously is gone too. 😯 I shove the garage key through his temple. He plummets to the ground. Well three goes my humanity . I think to myself as I see a "human" on the ground. It would be different if I didn't know him but I did. And I always have.

  I peek through the busted window to make sure it's clear. It is. I run back to Kate,  who is still screaming. I wish she would quiet down. I got a headache because of it. I unlock the car and lock it back after getting her out. I walk back to the house and set Kate down on the couch. I head to the kitchen to prepare her a bottle.

Clank. What was that? I walk into the guest room to hear banging on the wall. I bust open the door. My eyes widen. I slam the door closed. I quickly get a backpack and fill it with two knives, a knife sharpener, a can opener, some containers, a couple bottles, some formula, diapers and wipes, some baby powder, some clothes for both of us, a blanket,some medicene, a first aid kit, and some water. I threw it over my shoulder and put a baby backpack over my chest. I sprinted over to Kate and put her
in it.

  I ran out of the house on the run. I have no one except Kate now. I started the car and drove off, leaving dust behind.

Dear Diary,       Tuesday,May
                                 16, 2015

  I am soo tired. I have been driving for two days. I got me some gas, so I should last a while longer. I finally got over my headache. We both could really use a bath. I think I'm gonna take a brisk nap. I talk later........  ........ .......... . ........ ......... ...... Knock Knock! I woke with a start. " HELP ME, LADY! PLEASE! HURRY THEY'RE COMING!" A little boy screamed at me I panicked. I unlocked the door and let him in, then quickly locked the door back
Then I saw what he was talking about. There was a massive swarm of them. I bet they could eat the entire population of our city in a heartbeat. "Hey, lady..... Thanks.....really......Thank you." he panted. " What's your name, kid?" I ask him.  "Thenix. Yours?" He replys.
I answer him. I seem to know him from somewhere. I run through my files inside my brain, but come up empty.

  Finally I raise enough courage and ask him. "Thenix, have I seen you from somewhere?" He ponders for a minute. " Kitty King.....hmm.... I'm not sure. Oh wait yes! You were in my first grade class. You were very smart and you helped me out, remember?" Now it rings a bell.

I must have napped a while because it's now dusk. I allow Thenix to sleep here tonight. I feed Kate a bottle, worrying more over her than me. My stomach growling. I lay down and go to sleep.

Dear Diary,     Saturday, May
                               20, 2015

  I can't believe it's been a week since the apocalypse started. The past four days have been pretty chill. But some things actually happened. I made myself some weapons and I decided to make Thenix my ally. He has warmed up to me. He told me what he's went through. His dog got eaten, but he said it didn't turn so that's good I suppose. I gave him my spare knife but I only have one knife sharpener, so we'll just share it.

   I decided my knife won't be used to kill walkers but rather sharpen sticks to kill them with. One last thing, if the stick is used to kill someone I knew or loved it shall have their name carved into it and it is burned in memory of them.

  I've only had to use that once, and that was for my mom. I ran into her. I'm still shaken up by it, but Thenix has back. He very comforting.

  I haven't found shelter yet but I do have food. Mostly we have been moving from house to house because all the gas stations are out now were out. *Sigh* On the bright side everyone's  fine. Kate getting more interactive, but she isn't really liking her world. She shows she's scared.

AUTHOR NOTE
Hey guys! What do you think? Every chapter is going to be about this long. I will try to get one month of the diary out every day. One month is one chapter. It's gonna last about five or six years. Think about that. Please comment what you think. The girl in the picture is Kitty, just in case you were wondering. Thank you!