Just found a safe spot.

Whoa, just found a safe spot to rest for a little while. Let me introduce myself to you guys.

I am Alice and I am turning 24 in August. If I live to see the day, that is.

On the day of the outbreak I was working, I worked in a carehome with elderly people. Some of them had been sick, but we didn't expected this. They were quarentiend but it didn't helped. Apparently more people in my village where sick. Me and my fellow co-workers all left the building as fast as we could. Not caring about the other people who would be left behind. When I was going home as fast as I could I stumbled across a lot of undead people. I managed to get home. I threw my bike in the garden and went in out house. My parents where still asleep, just like my brother. I was so glad I was already prepped for an outbreak, I had everything that I needed already packed. I just needed to get my guns, my dad insisted that they would go into the safe. I walked to the safe in the attic, but just when I opened the safe and got my Beretta's out, I heard a loud scream. I recognized it as my mother's. I walked down again, very carefully but then I saw that my brothers room door was open. When I walked towards my parents their room I saw my brother eating of my mother. My dad had turned into a zombie aswell.

I quietly went into my room and closed the door. I opened my window and climbed out it, onto the roof. I don't know how long I stayed there. But when the sun was coming up I felt a little more at ease. I got off the roof and picked my bike up again. When I got the street I saw the car of the neighbour, I walked to her house and looked thru the window inside. No one, then I decided to hotwire her car. After that had been done, I went to the supermarket to get some last things. And after that I went to where I am now. A deserted cabin with a high security fence around it. I even have a secret hide-out. So yeah, that is my story, and I wanted to share this with you guys