On the edge of insanity

Chapter 7

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I dragged my feet towards the old wooden single bed with great difficulty. Me and Max was stuck on the bloody building top for 7 hours which, sucked more when the overly used Uno cards were blown away by the "wind of terror" as Max put it when we were 4 hours in on the roof top. We somehow made a small burial for the Uno deck up on the roof where Max spent the rest of the hours up on the roof crying and making a speech. I had to drag him down from the roof top once Reds army ran through and left with pieces of human flesh laid on the road. We arrived "home" which was the wooden farm house and went to our separate's rooms. I reach my bed and sat down with relief. The hard cermet roof was uncomfortable to sit on so when I sat on my bed it was a big relief for my sore butt. I then remember the journal and quickly grab the journal from its hiding spot underneath my pillow with pencil near the edge of the pillow. The journal was worn out by the time in the zombie apocalypse. It's hard Teared brownish red cover and scratch out green symbol rest on my knees with its yellow pages resting inside. Smiling I grab the led pencil which was the new one Max and I found in one of the towns buildings when looking for anything to sharpen Max's mishetty. I haven't written in the journal for sometime now maybe a week or so, so it's time to write more.

I wrote about the major things that happen this week ranging from the food problem to what happen with reds army and the ending of the Uno cards, may they rest in peace. I was writing till I was satisfied with what I written for the last half an hour. Looking to the window on my right side of the room I could see that I have an hour of light left. I decided to look through the journal entries with the last light of the day.

Journal entry 1 date: 15/01/2016
I found this journal when looking around the farm house and pencils which were in the attic up stairs. I have decided to write what is happening during the zombie apocalypse so far so if I die or I somehow disappear someone can read this. I will start with what happen for the past two weeks on my end. I have escape the Red army with the cost of my tongue and not been able to get Corl out, I wish I got him out when I had the chance but I could not as Red brought me out of the prison cells that Corl and I was held in to give me the punishment, which was of corse the lost of my tongue and voice. I was found by my long lost brother Max to who I thought was dead when they found the ash bodies of his parents in the massive car accident when it exploded 15 years ago. Ross, my brother I've seen before the apocalypse started taught me the physics of the brain and other body parts, so by the way Max's acted and thinks he must of got some sort of trumor to some part of the brain. Max also had not seen anyone except rabbits and foxes for over 15 years so he is in other words insane. As I could not speak anymore I had to communicate with Max through body movements and lip reading. Even though Ross taught me sign languages in American, Australian, Japanese and Chinese, Max does not know any sign languages and can't understand any of it in his condition. So yeah. It's been a rough ride and my eyes are stinging again underneath my bandages so I must go.

I smile at the first entry as I was so excited when I found the journal that I was in fact jumping around Max laughing all the way. But when you are mute and laughing, no sound comes out so I must of looked funny to Max cause he join in on my dancing with his bunny ears on his head. Shaking my head from the memory I look out the window to see that I only had 30 minutes left of light. Where did the time go? I could only read one more journal entry before dark came. I skim through some entries till I came upon one that caught my interest.

Journal entry 45 date: 25/03/2016
I've notice for 2 weeks now that the zombies does not react to me or Max when we run around the streets of the abandon town or when we jump home loudly. Which is weird really weird. Aren't zombies suppose to attack you? Aren't they supposed to eat our flesh and make us like them? So many questions with little answers it's making me crazy even though I'm am slightly crazy already. I do have a theory that m-

"SUBBY DO YOU KNOW WHERE MY POLICE HAT IS?????? SUB!!"

Max's voice stopped me from reading more when thuds and creaks of a pair of feet can be heard running up towards my room at a quick pace. Sighing I put my journal and pencil away before Max grabbed me and slung me over his shoulders. I could hear my door falling of its hinges as Max ran at it with "style".

Great another thing to fix

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Ok I am done but before I go I hope u have a good day

Good bye - Badge&Moon out