Hello? Is Anyone there?

Captains log: 7/8/2012

Let's get one thing straight, I never wanted to be here. I'm not suppose to be hiding in a shack in the woods,head between my knees praying for this shit coated nightmare to be over. I moved here three weeks ago, after my militant dad set his war hardened hands on my mom and broke her collar bone, so now I'm here, in Washington, not bad but too much damn forests. The mom's gone though, it's just a silent city surrounded by trees. There's nothing left. I've got this, a bow, and a creek with plenty of berries and water. Thank god for that overbearing mom for putting me in boy scouts, no poison berries here. No walkers around yet. It's silent except for the my heartbeat and the bird calls. That's good I guess, I know birds go silent when there's walkers. But what am I supposed to do, I've got 2 hunting arrows and 15 "practice" ones. Run, be silent, fight? Whatever, all I hear is my heartbeat and the keyboard going. How many are left out there? Friendlies in Northern Washington? None so far, but I haven't looked into the city.