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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