I watched as two zombies were chasing a curly haired teenager
.I slunked in the shadows watching and if he needed help it was tough luck for him.
Yet I still found myself going closer towards the unfolding scene.I was just about to go when he had already gotten away from them.
I saw a rustling in the back and I knew instantly that a zombie was back there.
Farewelll, I tought to the curly haired guy.
I turned around to leave when I heard the glass breaking I spun around fastly just in time to see the car crash into a store.
I almost raced out I didn't want him to die but this was showing weakness.
And, I couldn't afford to show any emotion to a mere stranger.
I ran towards my old principla's porsche and opened it as quietly as I could.
I tossed my gun into my seat.
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