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arguing about what to do about the ROAMERS. Some wanted to march to Bath and take them on, others wanted to create a convoy and get away.
     
    The ones that wanted to get away started to argue about where to go. It sounded like everyone had a different idea. Some said it would be stupid to go south, because that would put them in the path of the ROAMERS.
     
    Some wanted to go north, others, east, and so on. Some thought north because they figured the ROAMERS come mainly from the city, thus making them “city folk” and not able to survive deep in the country far from their city. Others thought we should go east because there are more resources in that direction as far a food and shelter. And others thought west since there were fewer cities in that direction and thus less possibilities of running into more ROAMERS.
     
    Sam said he overheard his father say that nothing will be left of Bath. The ROAMERS will take everything.
     
    I didn’t know if that were true or not, but Sam was kind of a big brother to me since he was two years older. I listened to him and believed most he said. Everyone I respected and look too for guidance was worried and scared. This was no longer an adventure like my triathlons used to be. I began to get a sick feeling in my stomach and feeling panicky.
     
    I told Sam how my dad looked really worried.  How he had his shotgun out cleaning it and packing shotgun shells. I tried to explain to Sam that I think this is more serious than we know.
    Sam said that he'd bet his dad stays and fights.
     
    I wasn’t sure about my dad. He's no chicken, but I think he would make our safety his number one concern. I was hoping he’d stay with Mom, I, and Tanner - getting us far from here if trouble came.
     
    At that point Sam’s mom spotted us and yelled at me to get home. She was very stern. She growled, “Don’t you know they could be here at any moment. Sam you need to stick close to us, and Tyler you need to go home to your parents. Now go!”
     
    I looked in the direction of town. The sky was blue and peaceful, not a cloud in the sky. The birds were chirping and flying by as if nothing were wrong. But I could sense the danger and an overwhelming feeling that this was it – after today I wasn’t going to see Laingsburg again.
     
    Mom and Dad began packing the wagon. Mom told me to grab what I wanted as long as it could all fit in my backpack. My home life was ending. Everything important to me was in my house and around it. And now I was being forced to leave it all behind.
     
    I hurried though my home grabbing what was most important to me. I found each decision harder than the next. What should I take? What should I leave behind? I noticed everything in my house as I floated through it.
     
    I noticed my brother and I’s names scratched in the wall near the furnace in the basement. I looked at our back porch and remembered the times sitting there at night looking at the stars. My first dog was buried at the edge of our yard. There was the hill we use to sled down in the winter.
     
    All these memories and special places are slipping away as the minutes pass. Will I ever return? What will become of me? What will become of my family? Too much…. Too fast…. I don’t want to leave.
     
    The silence was broken by a faint BOOM. Nobody knew for sure what it was but we had a good idea – the ROAMERS were done with Bath and heading our way. I suddenly became frightened and ran home to my waiting mom.
     
    The ROAMERS are a product of the LAST DAY. They are an army created by desperation and lack of morality. They formed in the cities and together they travel across the land raiding small communities unable to protect themselves. Their methods are brutal and lack any mercy. There is no joy when talking about the ROAMERS. They are the source of nightmares and childhood monsters.
     
    I guess my face must have showed my fear because immediately my mom asked, “Where have you been? This is not the