For about a year people warned me about Z-day... i didnt believe
them... until it happened. i woke up on a saturday morning and
walked outside to get the paper. but when i walked outside i saw at
least 30 corpses lying face first on the pavement. then they all
got up 1 by 1. their eyes, red like fire. their skin, pale like
sand. i said "jesus christ, they're zombies" i guess they heard me
becuz they all starting walking my way. they were all grunting and
moaning. i shut the door and ran in my room, grabbed my gun, and
hid under my bed. i didnt just go out and shoot because the noise
would attract more. i heard a loud SLAM! as if they broke down the
door. it took them awile but they came in my room. they still didnt
know i was under the bed. then i saw legs run in to my room.
whoever it was ran up to the zombies, blood splattered, and the
zombie would fall. i guess he/she was stabbing them. "Kyle you in
here!?!" he yelled. i yelled back then crawled out from under the
bed. "thankgod your alive" he said. it was brian my brother. "your
not bit are you?" he said "bit?" "yeah if your bit you get this
crazy fever and you die... but then you come back as one of them
come on ashley is waiting in the car" ashely was my sister. we ran
outside to see the car surrowned. "ashley just go! we have guns."
"but i dont have a lisence!" "it's a fucking zombie apocalypse you
dont need one!" she stepped on the gas and drove away. all the
zomies turned and started walking at us. "shoot them" brian said.
"im trying there is no ammo..." "oh shit"
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