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Monday, May 11, 2020
My First Aid Kits - Original Writing - 2007 Words
I rounded corners against the wet wind, squinting my eyes to avoid looking at our unnatural world. My fists pounded against multiple shop doors, the lighting out in all of them. A pharmacy was found after racing down three streets, the lights flickered and doors were shut. I kicked through the doors, my foot jammed between the electronic passages until it finally gave. ââ¬Å"Donââ¬â¢t leave it open! Youââ¬â¢re insane, shut the door!â⬠The worker was on the floor behind the register and crawled out to scream at me. ââ¬Å"I have an emergency, where are your first aid kits?â⬠ââ¬Å"We all have an emergency. We need the supplies, too. Leave.â⬠He spat. ââ¬Å"You have ample and I have children who need them, where are they?â⬠ââ¬Å"Get out of the store!â⬠He screamed. Anâ⬠¦show more contentâ⬠¦The door was still open, and I ran to barricade it with a nearby movable shelf. ââ¬Å"The kits are in the back corner, the medical center.â⬠The man was on his side, watching me with wide eyes. ââ¬Å"Thank you.â⬠I grinned. Scouring the aisles, I picked up a medium fabric bag before heading to the medical station and filling it with half of the storeââ¬â¢s content. Theft wasnââ¬â¢t on my conscious given that a part of our city was in danger. Laws wouldnââ¬â¢t exist if our world didnââ¬â¢t. Gauze, ointment, pain killers, bandages, and other supplies filled half the bag. After that, I went to the food and water isles, where I grabbed multiple nonperishable food items. I stuffed my bag until it overflowed. My hand shoved my knife into the belt on my waist and two six-packs of water made their way into my hands. In the dark, I saw a worker sticking a flashlight into my belt. A tall blonde girl gestured to where I fought the animal, and back to me. She knew about them. She made her way to the entrance and removed the door blockade. She nodded for me to go. ââ¬Å"Thank you.â⬠I spoke. ââ¬Å"Take care of things.â⬠She told me. I returned down three more streets, looking for the building location that I had already forgotten the place. I saw Alex in the street before I heard him. He dashed into the building after seeing me. I placed the drinks in front of the rescued group. A teenage boy with
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