http://slow.writerscafe.org/BookLoverAvL The original writings of author Annabelle en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776026849 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I remember bleedingheavily from my arm, the injured one. I remember those damnedcreatures finding me.I remember the sound ofmy daggers blade slicing through their flesh and the rusty smell of death andblood. The creatures, they hadfound me. I hadn’t been quick en.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1960134/ Another five days ofliving in this nightmare.Five days of wanderingaround in hopes of finding a safe place and nursing the wound on my arm. I was afraid that if Ididn’t find a place with medical supplies soon that the infection that wasspreading in my arm would be too bad to cu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1959979/ It had been ten days. Ten days since I killedmy mother and sister.Ten days since I hadshut myself off from my emotions.  I had searched for anysign of my dad but had found nothing. My guess was that he had turned and hadfollowed the rest of the creatures to the next town.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1959978/ Day fortyI had waited a wholeday. My back hurt from being bent for two nights and a day. But I had to besure that it was save to come out of hiding. I could not have risked gettingcaught. I had made a vow to keep to.  Upon the first light ofthe day I had slowly peeked out. W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1941531/ Day thirty-nineI had woken up from myslumber with a start. The sirens had stopped blaring, but I had not beenrelieved. Because instead of sirens I could hear hissing and cries of pain. And I had known then,that our military and the hundreds of soldiers had not been able to def.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1941530/ Day thirty-eightMy sleep had been interruptedby the blaring sounds of the alarm. I had groggily crawled out of my bed andlooked out of the window. The peaceful streets were crowded by families rushinginto their buildings with soldiers shouting at them to hurry whilst othersoldiers were r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1941525/ Day thirty-sevenStill nothing hadhappened. My mum and little sister were slowly regaining hope. But I knewbetter. I knew they were coming for us and that it would only be a matter oftime before those damned creatures would be upon us and we would have to runagain.  I was wai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1941523/ Day thirty-fiveIt has been a while. Ithad been safer at the military base, as expected. The base hadn’t been attackedso far and for that we were all thankful. Although more and more soldiers werecalled to battle and a soon my dad would leave. He’d go to battle the sick anddie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1941522/ An apocalypse came upon earth. As the only survivor of her village mystique sets out to find others. There’s only one rule in this new world, Survive. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/BookLoverAvL/1941502/