Zombies breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Zombies lunch guests.

  We were done with the final treehouse and cabin. Two weeks and it was finally done. Peter punched a tree and cried out in shock. I looked at him like he had three heads. "Where did that come from?" Patty asked.

       I led Peter to the medical area dad made. Peter was being weird and I never saw him like this before. Please be okay I kept thinking. I've known Peter since we were in diapers and I was worried about him. His mental state was deteriorating.

     "Gavin, go get Georgia." Dad said. I ran to their cabin and got her. She was dancing with the broom and singing. I smiled at her antics. She said, she was finally happy. It had only been three weeks since her dad was bit.

      I think I could understand if she was weepy, especially since she was pregnant. But happy? I was worried! Peter hurt his hand, Georgia was not coping with her father's death, and I honestly can't understand.

       As we walked into the medical area, dad was wrapping Peter's hand and wrist to keep it immobile. Georgia looked at Peter and said,"Peter if you die, I'll kill you." "I won't die!" He growled. He was tired of not understanding his wife!

       Dad said he wanted to talk to Georgia and Peter and I left. "She acts so unemotional lately!"Peter exclaimed. "It's killing me! I just want her back!" I didn't know what to say. " Gavin, please know that we are leaving here,"

    "What? No you can't, man, we all need to stick together! Especially now!" I cried out. Peter looked crazy for a second then, nodded.
I guess he was going through a lot. I honestly was scared for him.

      Honey came out of the cabin and said, "Gavin we're going to have a baby!" Smiling and nervous. I looked at her and tears ran down my cheeks. I was so happy and scared. Peter hugged her and said, " You and Georgia are due around the same time, awesome! I'm staying Gavin, I promise!"

      We all went to tell the parents together. Honey's mom was so excited to be a grandma. Her dad was worried about it, I think everyone was. We know that we all were worried about it, especially because of the zombies and bad people. We needed to talk about everything.

      Peter and Georgia were talking quietly in a corner, she was sobbing. Peter looked at me and mouthed thank you! Tears were streaming down his face. I understood. She was finally grieving. Her mom went over and they all cried together. I was relieved.

    Honey said, "New life, with all this death is killing me. Yet I'm excited about all the babies!" I smiled through my tears. Dad came up and hugged us both. We will survive. We have each other. Mom was cooking lunch, when we all heard moans and banging on the fence.

     Us men made sure everyone was in the treehouses and safe. Then 20 of us went to our spots and shot at the zombies it was a hoard. Dad was shooting as we're everyone. They seemed to be everywhere. Peter was shooting when a jumper came up the fence and almost got him.

      Paul, one of our new guys killed it. Then another jumper came out of nowhere and bit him. "Argh!" he screamed. It got his forearm. Dad killed the jumper and grabbed Paul. "Let's get you to surgery stat." Dad said calmly.

  Finally all the zombies lay dead. We won again for now. Dad came out of the surgical room and said, "Paul lost his left arm below the elbow and looks like he will make it." Five hours later Paul woke up. We all had hope inside. Everyone was worried about John another new guy when we heard the moans. John or should I say zombie John was found and killed.

     Damn he was bit and ran and hid instead of coming to us. Not good! One dead, one injured, and 3 pregnant. We all ate supper that night in silence. John's girlfriend Zeta was crying. Later we all were getting ready for bed and shifts.

       Dad, Harry, Mark, and Larry were on first watch. Dad looks worried about something so I ask him. "Dad, what's wrong?" He shrugged and said, "My gut is telling me that something is wrong.
" I think we have to make the fence higher."

        I sat next to Honey on our bed, trying to figure out where to get the stuff for enlarging our fence and still keeping zombie proof. Honey cuddled up to me it was starting to get really cold at night. My mind kept going around and around everything that happened in the last 3 months.

       I started drifting off to  sleep, when I  heard screaming.  I jumped up and  climbed out of bed. Then made sure all women and children were in the tree houses. I then ran to find my dad. I couldn't find him. I ran to my spot on the fence to help fight. It was utter chaos. Zombies were everywhere. We were firing arrow after arrow.  Thankfully we had made hundreds.

          I  saw a bus coming up the road! Oh no! I thought. People were hanging out the windows shooting at the living dead. A t last I saw the dead going down fast. There had been hundreds of them. Finally they all were killed for good.  I climbed down and started looking for dad.

          I found Peter and his dad, they looked shell shocked. My dad was in front of the gate talking to the driver of the bus. I felt  relieved and shook. Dad was letting in the bus. I just hoped that everyone on it was trustworthy and reliable. All of a sudden I heard........... a scream.  Who, what, where?

         I ran to find the screaming person.

A.N.

       Now what? Sorry I haven't written on this for awhile but I'm back. Sorry this was so short.