The pic is me on how i though i would look like when i was writing this, but instead of winter boots it would of been undertakers' boots you know how sexy his boots are right yea them ones. Now to the story
We will break off into 4 groups. One group would get wood, another group would get scrapes of metal, the 3rd group would get weapons and my group would look for other scraps of food, water and tools. The group with wood will start to build a fence in front of the big mansion for 100 people to live in while the 2nd group place scrapes of metal around the wood fence just in case the zombies break down the wood fence. 3rd group would look through the mansion for zombies that are in the building and kill them off and my group would make sure that we have enough food and water to last us 2 1/2 years. After were done with our task we will help groups 1 and 2 with the fence.
Its been a week and were now finished with our fence. Since we had left over scrape metal we decided to build 4 stations. One station is in the front, another in the back, a 3rd on the left side and the 4th on the right side. We all rotate and take turns with the stations. Group 1 has the morning shift, from 4 in the morning to 6 at night. Group 2 will have the stations from 6 at night to 4 in the morning. Group 3 will take the cooking station so everyone can eat and group 4 just pulls all nighters after group 2.
We have 1 more day till the zombies arrive and we keep staking up on weapons and bullets. Every chance we get we go out to get more weaponry and food. So far we killed the early zombies and they make good target practice. We now know we have to kill them in the head and so far we killed at least on average of 20 zombies per day when we go out to get more food and weapons. We are so close to the last day we might live and each day we live as our last. For the final day when the zombies arrive we will be ready.
While everyone was sleep my group had the the all nighter shift we spotted our fist zombie in the south wing of the station then we saw another on thw west side of the station. I had to wake the others so I just shot up in the air to let them know it was time for action. Each group had a verity of guns and ammo. We also had a competition to see which group can kill the most zombies. As i know my group killed at least 100 zombies on our side. After a while i just got tired of shoting so i throw a grenade in the middle of the zombies and it was raining zombie heads.
It took us all day to kill the zombies, but we knew it wouldnt be the last time because it was just beginning. My group went to bed because we had to pull an all nighter and kill zombies all day. After we woke up my group felt something off about the silence. My group got their weapons and went outside. We couldnt believe our eyes, everything was peaceful, no zombies, no destruction, no nothing it felt like it was all a big dream.
When we looked in the street we saw kids playing we saw things we thought we would never see again. We started to freak out because we knew we werent going crazy. We asked every kast person on the street if they saw any zombies. They looked at us like we were crazy then they told us we were in a coma for 10 years. I didnt understand I then looked at my clothing and noticed i was in a hospital gown my whole group was. They said "you guys were in a coma because of the giant car crash and you guys never woke up." My whole group asked about their family, they gave us sympthetic looks and said we were lucky we didnt die.
I was so confused about what this lady said i ran all the way home to find it deserted. I look around the house and saw no movement at all. I then went to the back of my house and saw a zombie ran right at me i was too shock to move.
