just tell a story of survival.try to use real people as characters.i am using myself.
when i awoke,i knew i was alone.i heard banging on the windows and screams from the outside.at first,i thought it was a horrible nightmare.but it was real.the zombies had left the housing edition,as soon as i saw the last one leave,i ran out and stole my father's 1997 blue jeep.before that i grabbed the only weapons in my house.my family member took everything else.i thought,
good riddance
as i have a baby sister and see would be hard to lug her around in this now zombified world.
as i pulled away from the house,i saw the distinct image of a small child and stopped,as soon as i did,the child did.i got out of the jeep and started towards the child.as i did,i heard a faint growling sound.as soon as the young child started running toward me,i knew he was a zombie.i got into the car not a second to soon.he was clawing at the door as i drove away.i searched all the houses in the edition,but could not find anything.
Then i passed a farmhouse,i turned back and searched the house,and i found a small browning pistol.i pried it from a dead farmers hands.as i left,i thought,
I grabbed a melon off of the display case, damp to the touch from the mist sprayers. It had the right color and textural appeal, so i put it in my basket. I looked around and saw the many familiar rows of food and products of the market, busy with many customers lazily browsing on a Saturday afternoon. I continued on, examining certain fruit and distributing judgement to each fruit by their merits, and eventually came to the soda aisle... SSSCCCRRRCCHH! thump
well that wasn't normal... i stood on my toes and glanced outside the large front windows, seeing a car and the top of someone's hair, kneeling. somebody will help that poor guy i thought indifferently, and luckily i didn't.... The next thing i saw was the head of hair suddenly rising, and i noticed it was a woman. She fell to the ground, uttering a mute scream from her lips as the victim leapt on top of her and i saw his hands mauling and mauling with long, thick nails...
there was complete silence in the store by now, and everyone was watching in shock. One of the cashiers and 2 do gooders ran outside to help her, but it was too late...
In case you hadn't noticed, the OP made this thread half a year ago and is probably not paying attention to it. Blackwolves went on a necro spree earlier.
