It all happened so quickly.
One of them came out of no where, like it was waiting for us to come back there.
My little brother didn't even scream. He didn't do anything. It's like he wanted to get eaten by this zombie.
It's almost like he ran right into it's arms.
It wasn't even interested in me. I screamed for what seemed like five minutes. It just stared at me then continued to rip my brothers flesh off.
I killed it. Stabbing it in the head over and over again. Mashing it's head into a pulp on the cold, dirty concrete.
I had no idea what to do. What do I tell my parents? What do I tell anyone? How do I go home without my brother?
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Blue
FantasyThe color blue signifies trust, honesty and loyalty. Blue is sincere, reserved and quiet, and doesn't like to draw attention. hates confrontation, and likes to do things in its own way. Blue exhibits an inner security. You can rely on it to take co...
