Andi Dixion: Instinct of Survival

"Did you get a dress for Prom" Lil asked with a smile. I chuckled. "You mean Spring Formal? No. Who do I look like? I got that wears dresses?" I said. Lil looked at me in disappointment. We were sitting in some cool Lamborghini as Lil drove down the street and dropped me off at my house. "I was just thinking.." Lil said as I was getting out. I pretended I couldn't hear her as I walked away. I walked into my house. It wasn't that bad. My dog, Ruff, jumped on me. He is so big I have to push him down. "Hi dear. How was School?" My Mom said taking my Leather Jacket off. "Alright" I replied. I was thinking about my dads motorcycle. I secretly drive it. I'm only 13 so.. "Anderson!" My five year old sister screamed as she hugged me. I just walked towards my room. I slept like a boss. Then morning came. It was that morning. My parents had woken me up and told me the frightening news. I didn't believe. But I did shortly. My sister thought it was all a joke. I quickly barracked our doors and windows. And when that didn't work we went on the road. It would of worked if a horde hadn't followed us. We went on foot. That was the last time I saw my parents. My family. Someone I cared about. My regular, rebellious, 13 year old girl life changed like that. And its all gone downhill since then