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Alex Jephcote                11kw

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The infection of bravery

  I looked around the dead room the cold wood flooring and on the walls the windows all looked as though they were going to fall down but they offered protection from the deathly black ash fall. The wind battered against the walls I could feel it, the tree next to the shack was creaking I didn’t know if it was going to stay standing but I knew that if it fell then it would fall onto the shack.

  I woke to the sound of the river I couldn’t hear it before through the wind but I could now. I decided I would go and look for some food although this would take a while as most of the main food sources were killed by a military convoy a few weeks ago. They killed many animals because they believed that they were going to change and begin killing us.

  I don’t know how I had survived this long I suppose it was my military training I got when the first diseases broke out. I knew that I could stay out here. I got up and staggered towards the door the ash hit me again I looked up at the sky and there was a thick black sky, as always, I began to walk toward a hill and when I reached the top I looked down onto the land below and tried to find a village or a town or something where I could find shelter or even people I knew there were people out there but where was another thing.

 I saw a plume of smoke slowly rising into the sky if there was only one sign of civilisation it was smoke I crouched on the ground and tried to get a better view of the ground below me I estimated that the smoke was coming from around fifteen miles away that was about two days straight walk and I knew that wasn’t going to just be like walking through a park. I drew a deep breath of the dirty air and began to walk.

  After a few meters I felt the snow like ash move and then I went with it I hit my head and then nothing but black. I woke to a sweet smell of baking like it used to be before. I actually believed I was back at home it wasn’t until some of the ash hit me. I managed to raise my head and looked around the house I was in was a normal house it reminded me of my mums house and how I felt when I would come and visit her. Those days were well behind me and the rest of mankind now. Minutes after I lowered my head again the door moved I went to grab my knife but a ripping pain soared through my torso. I was helpless. I looked over to the door and an innocent woman popped her head round when she saw that I was conscious she gave me a warm smile which seemed to remove the pain in my stomach.

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  After a few days of being looked after by the woman I was strong enough to begin moving on my own the woman, Julie, was a trained nurse she said that I had cracked most of ribs on the fall I had on the hill. One night we were sat round the table in the front room “did you see the plum of smoke from the hill I was on” I asked

“No I saw the steam from the factory but that has been infected for months now” she replied

“So you haven’t been looking for any other ...

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