Chapter 1

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I'm Seob Hyun-Ae but you can call me Rose it's the year 2055 and I'm in a zombie apocalypse....

How did this come to be, I don't know, so don't ask me. I just know one boring day it wasn't boring day anymore. I was sitting on the couch alone watching TV and landed on the news channel... I was kind of in a state of shock as I tried to listen to the words the anchor lady said until she was attacked by no other than a zombie... I mean seeing that you'd believe. The blood, the screams, the yelling, the immediate chaos in the newsroom. Who wouldn't be frozen with fear? It was like their emotions were transported to me. I felt their terror, I felt their surprise, and I also felt like I was getting eaten alive.....

It was surreal who wouldn't believe it? I've seen enough movies and no one ever believes that it could all become real in a second. I mean if a zombie apocalypse is going on when will people start getting fucking powers.

But I've adapted since coming to know this. I've learned how to kill, hunt, and survive. I would say it took me a while but I didn't have time to learn it was like it was all smushed into my brain and I had no choice but to remember. It was learn or die and even then there's still a chance of dying.

Since the zombie apocalypse started I've been trying to find solitude, somewhere I can get away from the zombies. Honestly just somewhere far away from everything, somewhere just for me.

I've come across people since I started my journey but I made sure to cover my tracks and stay away I've watched enough movies to know shit like this makes people fucking crazy. And hey I'm not saying I'm crazy but I may have done a few not-so-mundane things since the outbreak. But not too crazy, I mean yeah I've killed a few people to protect myself, and I've stolen a few things from people that they might've needed in a life-or-death situation but hey, I also needed it in a life, and death situation, I can die yknow. All I'm saying is there are different levels to crazy and I'm not at the highest level you can trust me.

But anyway, I managed to pack my phone [which wasn't of much use], its charger, headphones, some clothes, food, water, knives, a cassette player, np3 player [my grandparents were that old], and 2 guns that my foster family kept [well grandparents if you want to put it that way]. At the same time, all hell broke loose in my neighborhood and then the world. Anyway With these items, I made it this far. I've learned to live and I will SURVIVE.

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I finish writing and with a sigh, I place my pen in the spiral of the notebook then turn the pages of my journal scanning through the journal until I come up with a to-do list that reads

-5:00 Clean out the store you ran across, you have between 30-40 mins NO LONGER

-grocery list

Canned goods, veggies, energy bars, fruits, Clean clothes, needle & thread, and Shoes

Batteries- more flashlights, ropes, face mask, compass, and map if you can find one

Bigger bookbag- matches, a small bottle of gas, first aid kit, more knives, books, and uno cards

-5:50 make it back to camp

-6:30 Organize the things you got

-7:00 Cover your tracks and get on your way

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I'm a very time-oriented person okay, don't judge. I think to absolutely no one I swear I'm going fucking crazy because of the outbreak, or maybe it's just what brung my true character to the light. I mean when have I ever fucking journaled before never in my fucking life until today, I just needed something to do with myself and to feel like I'm talking to someone, I pretend Im writing letters. crazy I know but I have no other ideas

With a yawn, I gulp the rest of my water, crush the bottle, put a band around it to keep it like that, and put it in the side pocket of my book bag.

Slugging it over my shoulder I fix it on my back then get on my way to the store

Surprisingly this town didn't have many zombies which means it was one of the small towns the military ran through, I've been trying to keep to those towns as it saved me the trouble. While on the way I stop looking at my reflection in the window of a clothes store. Smiling as my reflection wears a pretty outfit I cave "Maybe this once" I say as I walk through the broken glass door and yank it off the pale mannequin. "Mine mine mine," I say with a smile as I stuff it into my book bag and continue my way through the empty, cold, and deserted town.

Getting to the store I check my watch tilting my head and it reads 4:55. "Hmm a little early but it works," I say with a shrug as I carefully step into the broken glass window. Slowly put weight onto the foot that steps through so that the glass won't stab through my run-down shoes.

Getting through I suck my teeth as I hear a tearing sound from my book bag. "Fuck you have to be kidding me," I say as I carefully unhook it from the glass it got caught on. "It isn't that big of a tear but it can be in a second, I just know it better be a fucking book bag," I say shaking my head as I begin looking at the isle names

I go to the aisle with the military book bags and look for the biggest one, eventually finding it and putting it on my other shoulder. I walk to the canned food aisle, put an assortment of vegetables, fruits, Vienna sausages, tuna, and crackers in the new bag, close it up, and then find more things on my list and mentally check them off.

Getting to the medicine isle I find things for a first aid kit and put them in a container I picked up "I guess grabbing some health gummies won't hurt oh and maybe some ibuprofen and cough drops," I say as I grab those things off the shelf dropping them in my bag.

Heading to the hunter isle I break the glass filled with the knives I want and grab a few I then start grabbing the flashlights, ropes, face mask, and compass that I need. Not finding a map I continue on my list, skipping over it and walking around. I find matches, books, and the uno cards I wanted, which finish with my list. "Hmm I, should grab some extra stuff for gas," I say picking up some tubes, putting some coal into a container, and grabbing a rag. Checking my watch it reads 6:28 so I decide I'll explore a little. This turns out to be a bad fucking idea because I end up on an island filled with at least 3 zombies

~1157 words T_T

This took too long

Open for constructive criticism here. Thanks for reading

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