Walking Death

The beginning

Emily is 18 years old, she is, and has always been a loner. She doesn’t like socializing with people and she mostly keep to herself. This might have something to do with the fact that people she care about seems to die around her, first it was her father, then her mother, and the day after her 18 birthday, her grandmother.

After finding her grandmother lying dead on the floor, killed the same way as her mother, Emily decides to leave town. And luckily for her, there is no data of her ever existing, apparently neither her mother nor her grandmother wanted the world to know about her. Her entire life she has been living under a false name and of her grandmother’s money. She figures, no one will ever know she’s leaving, no one will ever miss her, nor ever find her if someone would bother trying, and maybe that’s how she wants it, to be left alone. The fewer people who know her, the fewer people are likely to end up dead.

On her way out of town, Emily meets a strange man, a man who’s going to be a part of one of the biggest changes in her life so far. And if she for a second thought her life was difficult before, she is about to get the wakeup call of a lifetime.

After you have read the kind of description of my story, what do you think? Should I continue or should I delete this and start over again with something new and fresh? Please feel free to be completely honest, I can take it. And I would really appreciate it. I am really sorry if my English is poor, but I'm working on it. I'll try to improve it.