There we were, broad daylight, chased by a horde of zombies. The date is 11/19/12, i don't know why I continue to write i nthis journal, more to keep my self sane then anything else. We came apon a small house...it brought back memories, memories that could never be real again. Ones of bakeing cookies with grandma, playing catch with pa' in the lawn, and helping mom plant the vegtables in spring...but i'm ramboling. We had been in town, there were...o, probably 20 bulidings or so which consisted of a barber shop, a couple bakerys, a grocer, a drug store, a hardware store, but no hunting shop. So we had grabed some head ache pills, as well as some other first aid items. We then went to the grocery store and got a sack full of cans. We grab corn, carrots, beans, and squash. Squash isn't a fovrite of mine, bt if my stomachs full i'm happy. We grabed energy drinks, and a large amount of water bottels. from there i ran into the hardware stored called "henry hammers" Which was kind afunny since the hammer rack was empty. I grabed 4 crowbars, one for each of us. There was me, i had a pair of tight black jeans, with a pair of adio shoes, and a hurley tee shirt as well as a white hurly hat turned back wards so the duck shaded my neck. I had shaggy hair, which hung down to my shoulders o nthe sides, and to my eyes i nthe front. I had found andy next. He had been a forest ranger form idaho...which is why I often teased him about potaoes every time he ate one. "O NO! You just ate a brother!" he had A thick blonde beard, and closed choped hair. (which he recently cut) He had on a pair of faded out blue jeans that were a size to big held on by a belt that was to small for him. he had big strong arms that filled his sleves. Then there was Max, a kid no lder then me. He had allmost no hair now, he had shaved it off a while back, and now prefered it short. He was a slightly plump kid (or had been untill we could harldy find food) And was rather fast. Then there was our little pincess Alexa. She had beautifull long blonde hair, and allways dressed nicely...even though there was nothing nice about were we were going. She was currently wearing a tight sweater vest thing from abercrombi, and a purple long sleeve shirt. She had a pair of tight jeans on, with a pair of brown boats that came half way up her shins. Any how, as i left the store, I heard andy yell my name, And I sprinted over to were he was. There I found him practically throwing Max and alexa into a nerby flat, and unshouldered the shotgun he had been carrying. I threw max 2 crow bars to get the door open with. (one for him, one for ALexa) and got the revolvr out of my belt holster. I checked my pockets for ammo, and I had a good bit, as well as a small emergency only pouch tied around my belt loop. We startted to fire, there was about 37 there, and we managed to kill 17... which wasn't very good considering we fired at least 15 times a peice. Max and alexa suddenly came bursting down the stairs as we were about to go up. They were holding a .22 and a glock, as well as 2 small keys, which belonged to the quads behind the house. we loaded up what we could and rode down the street at the zombies, running over two more. that left us with 18, and only about 15 shots between us. We rode on untill we ran out of gas which only put us about a half-mile from the zombies. we found a small white house, with 2 floors. It had a once fancy yard with now dead flowers every were. Andy ran in first, and thats when I noticed his arm..."Andy....your arm is..." I stamered. "Yeah, I know when I ran that dam son of a bitc* over, it reached out and cut me! I'll be fine once it gets rapped up, but that can wait for now. Your gonna have to fire the shotgun though...I dont know if i can." And with that he tore off into the hosue. He found the kitchen and started pulling pots out of the cabneit. He then placed them on the counter and started pilaging throug hthe drawers for the sharpest knives he could find. After that he found a roll of celaphain wrap and threw it o nthe counter. He then started setting knives i nthe pots so that the points were facing towards the open side, and then streched the celaphain over it, with the knives sticking through, but so that the handel wouldn't fit. he did this 6 times, untill he ran out of knives. In the mean time, me and MAx had been building a barricade in front of the door, and the windows. Alexa had loaded the guns. We were pretty lucky to have he know how to do that. There was 3 left in the shotgun, 5 in the glock, 2 in the .22, and 5 in the revolver. Andy told us all to run up stairs were we then barricaded the stairs. Then the zombies came i nthe group of 18 we had left in town. "When they get under the windows, we drop these pots onto there heads, The knives will go into the brain and destroy it." We just nodded in response, we were to nervous to do anything else. When they got under the windows, thats what we did, and only 4 were succsesfull. That now left 14. We went to the top of the stairs, and started firing on site of them. I crawled down the staeps and killed 2 with one shot, but missed completely with the other. that was 12, alexa managed to kill 3 with the glock which left nine, andy got 2 with the rifel which left seven, and then andy missed all but one shot, leaving us with eight. We quickly searched the up stairs...but didnt find anything that could be used to fight with. Instead, I foun a matress and threw it from a window on to the ground and jumped out on to it. The others followed. We took the guns with us and found a car parked out side...good thing I had swiped the keys i found on the night stand. It wouldn't get us far, at last not the main roads, but while we can stil on farm land, I intend to.
So there you have it. I just made up a number for how many zombies there were, cause I didnt see one...Anyhow, I hope you like it!
Ah, and for anyone who dosn't know, I allways use those 4 characters, and none of them have had to die yet so we have been god.
