Day One - The Rise

I am home alone and I have never been more scared in my life. I knew when I woke up today there was a strangeness in the air. Thick, silent, deadening. Literally deadening. Sometimes I hear banging, other times I hear screams in the distance, then nothing. Their out there and I'm in here. I'm afraid to move fearing they will pick up my scent, detect my blood in the air. If they get in, all that is separating them from me is this flimsy plywood door. I'm as good as dead and then possibly the undead myself if they don't rip me to shreds. This pen and pad are my only sanity and I hope to be alive to see the sun come up tomorrow and write another entry. I need to think, I need to get myself someplace they can't get me.

Pull it together Stef. You knew this day was coming and you played it out in your head. Please help me get through this God, pray for me as I pray for myself. I will end this entry here for today. If anyone finds this it means it ended ... where it ends.