In the space below, write a 1,000 word narrative essay in the first person of your point of view.

Explanation:

It was a bright shiny morning and Phillip and I had just begun the day's walk. Like we have done every morning for the past six years. " You must never stop moving" my father had told my best friend and I " If you stop before you get to tomorrow you will never make it.." So that is what we have done, walked and walked and walked for six whole years to a place that we don't even know what looks like. But apparently we will know when we get there, at least that's what dad and Phillip have told me. "You will feel it when you get there". But i'm not convinced. I mean the to much of the world is rotting,why would there be anything left? The virus ruined everything. First it just was killing of the old, then it spread to the young. Then within three years the entire human race as we knew it was gone. How is Phillip and I still alive you ask? Well we are immune, yeah lucky us. I mean don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for the fact I won't turn into a mindless monster of a human. But that also means that we have a huge target on my back. They call themselves the "seekers" "we will seek out the cure, we will seek out the immune, we are seeking for you." They have been "seeking" for  Ten years.  So that's why we keep going, and going and going. Because if we stop we will get seeked, (that's what they call it when your caught). The seekers have control of all the land that's liveable, and in order to enter that land you are tested first to see if your immune. And if you are captured and Tortured, (Tested is their prefered choice of words). And no one makes it back out alive. Philip is the only reason i make through the days. He is this bright ray of light in my cold dark world, Dad and I found him Eight years ago. When we were both Eight years old. Dad and I were shopping in an old grocery store and I was digging through a stack of army blankets when I got to the bottom and there was a small sleeping boy. I wanted to just leave him there but dad and his big heart said otherwise. But he wouldn't have made it without us. Back then he was much shorter than me, weaker too but sadly i have only grown five more inches since then. Phil on the other had grew two whole feet. He really likes to call attention to that, on an hourly basis. I say he likes me, you know likes me likes me. And if we are being honest i am beginning to like him too. But I don't have time for love, I'm too busy focusing on keeping us both alive. Only thing Phil is good at is shooting, and that's only handy when someone is shooting at us. So I'm the one who finds the food, the water, the clothes, everything we need in order to stay alive. Right now I'm taking us to the old mall, it's supposed to still have clothes and shoes. Phil really needs some more shoes, if i have to listen to him complain one more time about a rock sticking him in the foot then i promise i'm going to lose it. Then after we found Bigfoot some shoes we were going to the old Mc donalds, i heard that the Coke machine still works. I haven't had coke since dad died. Mainly because you can't find it, but also the fact that it reminds me too much of him it was our thing. Dad loved it, it also is what got him killed, it was my birthday and Dad and Phil were determined to get me a decent birthday present. They thought I was sleeping so they left the hotel room we were in that night to go find some. I wasn't asleep though, because them two couldn't be quite long enough if their life depended on it. So I followed them down back streets and up alleys. Until they arrived in an old abandoned Walmart, the most intact one I had ever seen. I watched them go in and I waited and waited, ten minutes later a group of people went in after them, turns out that those people were immune hunters. By the time I got to Dad to warn him it was too late, He sacrificed himself for us, before he died he told me to never give up, find your tomorrow. He then wanted to tell Phil something in private, but Phil told me in a letter that he made him promise he would never leave me. I think Dad always knew that Phill would fall for me, I think he also knew that I would too. I've tried every year for six years, on this day to drink it but i've never been able to.

- "the die is cast; i have consented to return if we are not destroyed. thus are my hopes blasted by cowardice and indecision; i come back ignorant and disappointed. it requires more philosophy than i possess to bear this injustice with patience. i have lost my hopes of utility and glory; i have lost my friend."

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