The Infected

My name is Asha and I’m 13 I turn 14 october 31 (~Spooky~) But I don’t celebrate much anyway, Now let’s get into the story…2044 Is when it became the war- One of the worst day possible The outbreak began  kids, adults, grandparents and more people getting infected second by second and then all of a sudden everything The world used to be was dead the rest of humanity took all the of the rich and well-off people leaving the poor and not so lucky…they took all the richer people onto a rockets  3 big rockets and left some stuff but not much the rockets had all the supplies to last them years on end and enough air to last millions of years while leaving the poor, homeless, not so lucky, the people of all countries got infected more than half the population from earth are infected.  The infected can look all different all unique if a… way, the new-ish infected or as some people say either zombies or infected, the undead and more weird names for those people we either loved or hated they did not choose,so  that so its not their fault but the new-ish infected look tired and pale and that’s really all for them the long-ish infected look tired pale ghost-ish  and no longer look human the body grows some kind of spikes for protection but metal spikes as if they involved through the years, The older infected look completely distorted and lots of spikes some skinny some not depending how many humans it ate and some can blow up with a kind of almost see able gas that can make you go crazy and insane then you are infected and your body bloats up and slowly turns you into a infected acid puddle but that only happens when you are infected by a old infected then that will happen to you but most people are lucky and only 100 of these exist in this world and not many unlucky people meet this beast of mystery.