Ch 7 one star on a disoriented flag

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They say that being alone is the fear of every person the fear of own mind Their own mental thought this is not what I believe Im not scared of my thoughts im scared of weather i decide to listen to these thoughts . Now in Virginia in a swamp type area trying to get my way through then i heard screaming and groaning in the trees i was then startled by 17 zombies running toward me sprinting now i triped and then i whipped my 44. And pumped 4 bullets into 4 of them i threw things at the others to distract and i ran for the slums i slide for the wall and jumped throught a gas station window i sat on the ground in prone waiting for a move i had 3 bullets left there was to many to fight off without a gun and i had a pocket knife it wasnt going to do so i waited for them to pass hours went by just me stuck with my own thoughts and me i fought with my self felt my self going insane by the minute i finally passed out i then woke up i found my self being watched by the walking corpeses they were walking around feeding off of dead bodies i walked out slowly and went to the top a building using a fire exit up stairs i then looked over and laid on the roof it was sundown soon going to be night i feel asleep on the roof i did not think what I had done before i hurt so many people i hurt more people than I saved after i couldn't save them all i was only one star on a disoriented flag.

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