Attack of the Dead 2

Chapter 3

I have always hated cooking. The only thing that I hate more than cooking was this guy from my school. I had to cook squirrel for everyone, so I thought about the past.

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We had been driving for a week. We thought that we were never going to find another place to stay, and we were all getting crabby. "Jasmine, will you shut that thing up!" Tate yelled at me when Cleta kept crying.

"It's not like I'm not doing anything! I've tried everything!"

"Stop the damn RV!" Starr screamed at Jake.

Jake hit the brakes, and I was about to cuss him out, but Starr pulled Tate and I out to the middle of the woods, and smacked the shit out of us. "Calm the fuck down! It's no wonder Cleta's screaming all the time! You guys won't stop yelling at each other!"

"I'm sorry, its just that I'm tired, and I can't ever sleep with her screaming," Tate said.

"Anything else you want to apologize for?" I asked.

"Nope, not that I can think of."

"You called her a thing! She is my daughter!"

"Oh yeah... I'm sorry for calling her a thing."

"Can we go now, None of us have any weapons, and I don't feel like becoming zombie food right now," I said with anger still dwelling inside of me. We looked around, and I finally realized that Starr had dragged us into the middle of the woods. Great, now we will never find our way back.

We started to walk back the way that we came, when we ran into a zombie. I ran up behind it, and I did a flying kick that you see people do after they yell "This is Sparta!". The zombie went down, and I bashed its head in with my boot. "This. Is. For. My. Sister You. Dumb. Fuck!" I said with each kick.

Starr and Tate pulled me away after ten minutes, and I felt good. I left the zombie with its rotten brains all over the ground, with a smile on my face, and a spring in my step.

We came across this log cabin, and we decided to make Jake bring the RV this way. We kept walking the same way we came, until we finally found the RV. "Jake, why don't you follow us into the woods, we found a log cabin that could be good shelter for a while.

It took us awhile, but after hacking down brush, and Jake navigating the RV around trees, we finally made it back to the cabin. Starr, Tate, and I all got a hand gun, and we went into the cabin fully loaded. There was no one in the cabin, but we did find that it had power, and plenty of food.

"Sweet!" I cried out.

"OH MY GOD!!! BACON!!!" Tate screamed out.

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I remember the feast that we had, I even remember how weird my laugh sounded after not using it for a week. "Suppers done!" I screamed at everyone.

They all came running, and I saw that no matter what happened, I was surrounded with family. Cleta started to cry during the middle of supper, and I new what she wanted, "I'll be back, I have to feed the angel."

I walked into her room, and I fed my child like any other mother would,