Chapter One: what the hell is going on

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I was right about to cross the crosswalk to school but a whole bunch of police cars, suvs, and motorcycles were going to Sidney Glen, I decided to turn and head in that direction I followed the police cars just to see the most disgusting creature I had ever seen, it was so mindless and skin was decaying...it was messed up, I quickly reached into my backpack and pulled out one of my pistols, I zipped up my bag and started going to walmart I was avoiding the zombies at all costs I could get more ammo there. "Please tell me they're okay" I whispered to myself. I ran into walmart and stocked up on ammo. "I'll save you guys" I yelled out as I hopped on a quad that I stole the keys for, one person could fit on the back, my plan was to save them get one person on the back and to drive back to walmart with that person and get another quad, we could all be saved. I quickly pulled out my 9mm Pistol so that I could fight the zombies off, maybe a head shot will work, they need a brain to live right? I quickly took my quad and headed to Cedar Heights. I looked around, I didn't see any zombies, I parked the quad and got off, I pulled out my other 9mm and zipped up my backpack, I headed for the doors, suddenly a zombie that was about 6'3 feet tall come through the doorway to the main office staring me dead in the eyes, I quickly turned my back and ran for the tree that I was always by at lunch I quickly climbed it and hoped these zombies couldn't climb, I was screwed if they could, I put away one of my 9mm and shot at the zombie, "lord help me" I thought as I stared at this zombie, my aim was off because in the rush of climbing my arm got cut by the tree, I had to do something, I couldn't jump down or I would hurt my ankle, I couldn't shoot it would just waste ammo, I took off my backpack and opened it, "perfect!" I thought as I grabbed my school supplies and threw them at him, my plan worked and he got knocked to the ground but I couldn't climb down with my arm being injured I held the gun as steadily as I could and I shot him straight through the head. He didn't move another inch, I had my binder left, I threw my binder at his head and his weak skull got crushed, "now you can't come back!". I looked at my right arm at the huge cut on it, I had to do something soon or I was going to bleed out.



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