Parents were recently killed by zombies when our basement bunker was overrun. Dad had paid tons of money to get the bunker installed. My parents death was my fault because I wanted to go upstairs for the first time in almost a year to get some fresh air and listen to some music. I mean I didn't see any zombies so I cranked the music and sat on my balcony getting some sun. Then the zombies turned up. When I went to the bunker door it was already crawling with them. I saw my dad on the floor with zombies on him and my mom was screaming. I ran. Scared and alone, no food or resources I went from house to house scrounging what I could find. It has been tough barely finding enough food to survive. Avoiding zombies at all costs, running and hiding when I see them waiting eagerly for them to leave. I have had a number of close calls and am scared that I will be forces to move away from the coast soon due to hoping there are less zombies in land. It would be nice to meet another person. So far I have only hung out with my parents for the last year in the bunker and have not seen another living soul. I wonder if anyone is even left. I have thought a lot about suicide but i'm too scared to actually do anything about it. I mean how would I even do it?