I walk down the street with my boyfriend. My face is probably bright red though its covered by my long blond hair. I look up at him with my baby blue eyes blushing. He's 16, one year older than me. His stunning green eyes surrounded by smooth caramel colored skin. Theres a slight smile on his face as he holds my pale hand.
We walk to a bridge over a glistening lake. "Amber... I love you so much" he barely says his cheeks a light red. I gulp in a breath of the sweet air. "I love you to Jackson.." my voice is shaking. He puts his hand on my shoulder. Slowly leaning in closer to me. I can feel every soft breath on my face. His lips slowly get closer and closer. I close my eyes leaning in a bit as well.
But a man behind us groaning ruins it. He pulls away looking at the man on the other end of the bridge.
My eyes go down to the man's left arm... Well they should've.
Theres no arm there just a bloody stump. I cover my mouth shaking as Jakson slowly walks to him.
"E-excuse me sir..? Please sit down I think your in sh-" his words are cut off when the man lunges forwords ripping into his throat. I feel the scream leaving mine as fast as the blood gushes out of his.

Running... I'm running. I look back around. The man and Jakson are chasing me. No thats not Jakson... I run faster 'damn it why did we have to go so far from the city?!?' I silently curse in my head. I keep running praying to be able to get to the police in time. How long can I keep running...

Its been a few days now. Jackson's funeral is today. It's a closed casket one. Where supposed to stay inside as much as possible.

More people are getting sick. I miss hanging out with people. I miss Jackson...

We're apparently moving underground. I don't understand why. I heard they're going to drop bombs to try to fix the world. I'm scared.