I Am Zombie Bait

Chapter 11

After getting moved into the orphanage, my life became... well... boring. Seriously boring. Over the next two weeks I did nothing but eat, sleep, and go to the bathroom. I guess that's what successful survival looks like. Sure, there were little things I did between my three favorite activities. But outside of setting up a mattress in the living room and clearing out furniture, I did little else. I didn't even got out past the gate. Sure, there was a zom or two that would show up at my gate, snarling and trying to chew their way through the iron bars. I took care of them with a quick swing of my bat. Their bodies would already be gone the next day. Which meant the mystery creatures that came out at night were still roaming around. That still made me a little nervous, but I didn't think they could get in at all, because if they could, they probably would have eaten me some time ago.

It probably would have been safer if I was on the second floor, but I wasn't kidding myself. There was no way I could sleep up there. My life was just plain easier if I didn't think about that room. Which is why I'd thrown my mattress into the corner of the living room and simply lived my life. I gotten myself a nice comforter too. That was the last thing I left the orphanage to get. And I wasn't planning to change that either.

That is, until the great bleed happened. Ugh, I can't believe I called it that. What is wrong with me? Anyway, I got my period. Yay. My virgin butt wasn't pregnant. Good to know. Always nice to wake up to a ruined pair of underwear. When I began looking around the house for the necessary supplies, I couldn't find any. Yes, I mean tampons. And by the looks of it, I was out of them. Was it worth it venturing out into the zombie infested city just to stop some bleeding? Yes, yes it very much was.

Now like I said, it had been a couple weeks since I even bothered stepping past the iron gates. Sadly, I noticed the differences. My bat feeling a little heavier in my hands, my belt being a little tighter, and, worst of all, having to put on a bra. That last one was almost enough for me to give the entire expedition up. But needs must as they say... somewhere. Shoving my body into my bra was a lot less comfortable than I remembered it being. Perhaps I'd let myself go a little too much. Oh well, I'd head out to the shopping complex, grab my lady supplies, and get back home no problem. I added my hatchet and knife to my belt too, but I immediately noticed how much heavier it felt. I thought about it for a second before deciding to leave them behind. I probably wouldn't need them anyway. I put my hair up in its usual ponytail. It had taken me a full 24 hours to detangle the birds nest that was my hair. But like I said, it had been extremely boring, so I had the time.

For the first time in almost a month, I undid the chains I'd put on the iron gate and ventured out into the unknown. I didn't think about it much, but I should have pretty quickly noticed that it was now a whole different apocalypse. It's not like the world had changed, but I certainly had. Somewhere in those two weeks I'd lost the caution I once had while traversing the city streets. It says something about my stupidity that I noticed this, and decided to shrug my shoulders and keep going anyway.

I got to the shopping complex without any trouble, which gave me that false self confidence that I had nothing to worry about in the first place. The car alarm wasn't ringing anymore, no surprise there, so the zoms that were gathered around the gas station were gone. Actually, there weren't any zombies anywhere around. That was red flag number 2, but again, I stupidly shrugged it off and headed for the department store.

I'd only looked in a few times before then. Mostly because the food was all long gone and there wasn't much else I could think of that I'd needed from there. So it wasn't worth the risk of going in. Until now, anyway. The inside was dark and empty. How shocking. The aisle ways were a mess, many had been knocked over and pushed around. Department stores got hit pretty hard after the zombies came. It looked like people really went to town in this one. This also meant it was going to be harder to find the tampons. Great.