Children can not be Trusted

Focus, you need to focus, I told myself. As horrible as it was, I needed to keep my head clear and that meant not thinking about Tommy. The last thing I wanted was to be crying if I came face to face with another one of those things.

I had left my bike behind -which meant I was far more open to attack- but it was no use in these surroundings.

I had no idea what to expect. As I got through the thick shrouded forest, darkness began to fall, masking my surroundings even further; my body shivered from the cold, goose bumps ran up my arms. I needed shelter, I needed it fast…

I found the perfect spot; four large, moss-covered Evergreen trees were leaning towards one another, acting as pillars. I smiled to myself, collecting broken branches on the ground, maybe it wasn’t so bad after all, maybe there were more survivors… I placed the branches between the trees, weaving them together, then added leaves and twigs, creating a, well, acceptable looking roof- it wasn’t like there were courses in this sort of thing...

It was freezing; I could see the thick clouds of my breath. I had covered myself in leaves to act as a duvet. It wasn’t comfy, it wasn’t even working to keep me warm but hopefully it would keep me concealed to anything out there. I wish I was back home, in my bed, in my room, with my family just metres away from me…  Icy tears escaped from my eyes, I was terrified, I hated being alone. The eerie noises echoed around me, as I laid in silence, they continually played on my mind, it was so hard to stay in control... Why me, I thought, why me

I awoke the next morning, squinting as the bright light hit me. I wondered what the time was, I didn’t have a watch; Mum always moaned at me for that, it used to irritate the hell out of me, what I wouldn’t give to hear her nagging at me right now...

I finished what was left of the packet of the crisps in my pockets, savouring every last bit of the taste- who knew how long it would be before I ate again. I took a deep breath and started to head deeper into this God forsaken place.

As I was walking, my ears pricked at the sound of a child giggling somewhere to the left of me. I snapped my head towards where I thought the laugh had come from. I stood still, focusing, making sure I wasn’t imagining this- I had been alone for some time…

 I heard the high-pitched laughter again, coming from behind the bushes. I knew there were other survivors! I knew it! I ran towards the bushes, not caring if I was heard, I wasn’t alone anymore… I flung the leaves out of my way, before coming into the clearing.

Fear struck me. It was a child, about six years old, bright blonde angelic hair- but this was no angel. A pool of blood surrounded it, it was... Feeding on an adult- a parent or relative maybe? My stomach churned, I stared horrified at the organs that were splayed out on the ground- the lifeless body laying there in a contorted state. I slowly stepped backwards, how could I be so stupid?  

This child had torn a fully grown adult to shreds. I needed to get out of here…

I could feel the sick building in the back of my throat… As I took another step back a twig broke beneath my foot. The child’s head turned around. I gagged. It’s face was covered in blood and entrails. Bright white eyes locked onto mine, its mouth opening to reveal a mass of razor-sharp milk teeth. I turned and ran for my life…

The End

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