User:Archie D101/sandbox

I am currently writing a book called C.H.A.V.S about a boy who's world was turned upside down when all adults disappear and chavs take over

this is it so far

C.H.A.V.S

So Far So Bad

My life is not normal and every morning I wake up and know there is something wrong. And then I remember. Around two years my parents and every other adult in the world vanished and the world fell in too total anarchy over night, and now the Cult of Hooligans, antisocial and Vandals Society (A.K.A Chavs) rule the streets, my name is Mike Hunter. At the beginning of the uprising you could run through your neighbour hood and probably not be targeted, maybe even make a camp but now I barley feel safe even with a can of pepper spray in my hand and a knife in my pocket. I now live in a very strategic position, my house's attic. so if Chavs invade in the night they won’t find me and if they open the hatch I have time to ready myself for an attacker. It may sound pretty cool, being alone surviving like in a zombie apocalypse vidio game, however, it gets so scary at night I keep a gun I found in a bush in my local park under my pillow at night, and just staying in my house isn’t going to keep me alive I need supplies of food, bottled water and juice (tap water is poisoned with deadly toxins). For the past two years I’ve been reaping supplies off of a couple of super stores just around the corner (there was a secret entrance that was unknown to the Chavs) but, due to a recent Chav raid it is all out of bottled water and sealed cans and boxes of cereal. So recently I’ve been planning to go into town and find a new hold with some shops nearby, after all I’d rather survive in a new place than die where I grew up. So I’ll get up and head out. One of the only positives to having your parents disappear is that you can do whatever you like and eat whatever you like, so this morning I’m having coco pops and chocolate milk on jacket potatoes (home grown). Before heading out I take most of my garden’s half grown produce out of the ground, the only reason I am growing them is because I don’t want to get vitamin deficiency and I like to carry on my dad’s hobbies like the clean energy and water barrels for the plants water sometimes I wander if he knew I would need them because the electricity and food facilities are the most useful things in my position. But this time is different to normal, because I’m leaving I’m taking the blue prints and loading the spare set into the back of my dads van (this is also eco-friendly, low emissions, and electrically powered vehicle)and saying goodbye to the garden, I remember playing in it before the disappearance of all the adults,this is a saddening memory, but no tears leave my eye.