I don't know what to do or say. But it happened, it's happening and it's about to happen again. Everyone is running for their lives, taking everything and everyone that's precious to them, looking for a safe shelter.
But for me, there is no such thing as a safe shelter anymore and I don't have any other loved ones than my parents and Hana.
When a person is infected, he's as good as dead. It was sad when I found out that my parents are infected and they dont seem to be aware that I'm aware of that. Hana is gone and nowhere to be found.
I dont wanna cry because what difference would it make? It will only waste my time.
A fire was ignited inside me that day as I knelt on the bloody floor, my hands still locked in my zombie parents' hands. I had to kill them or they kill me.
Anyway, people often say that the best thing to do during a zombie apocalypse is to run, run and run. But this is not time to run. If you run now, you would run forever and there's no place to go. What you should do is grab the right and suitable weapons, take one place to take refuge, mantain your territory, make sure there is enough supplies to survive and also kill as many sons of bitches as you're able to. So, right here, you have two choices:
1. Run and get eaten alive by the zombies.
Or you can also..
2. Fight those motherfuckers and die like a boss. You get to hit humans, or what was once a human, in the face for free, even down there!
Your call. Bruh.
It's time to live life to the fullest!
