It's cold outside, when we exit the store. Stephanie and I climb a ladder leading on the roof. Stephanie grabs my handgun from me and points it at a walker stuck on a pole near the entrance. "See this, this is the magazine," Stephanie says while also showing me the bullets." This is the trigger, you pull it when you are ready to shoot." Stephanie gives me the gun and points it at the walker. "I have it loaded and all ready for ya, point the barrel at the walker's head, and pull the trigger." I hesitate and pointed the gun at the zombie. "Oh, and, shooting a gun for the first time could possibly make you deaf, so I will hold your ears." I nodded and pulled the trigger. The bullet flew strait into the walker's head. "Nice." We both walked down the ladder. "You know how to stab somthing, right?" Stephanie grabbed the kitchen knife. "Yes," I said grabbing it from her. "Well, there is a walker on the other side of that dumpster, he has been there for days." I walk behind the trash and shove the knife into the walker's head. "Not bad," Stephanie says from behind me. We both head to the doors, until we hear people screaming in the distance. Stephanie sighs," sadly, that is what the world is today, horror." We open the doors and step inside.
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Zombies: The fight for survival
Fiction généraleWhen 13 year old Olivia lost her parents to a zombie attack, her and her 6 year old little brother are on their fight for survival. Her brother Isaac and her, both try to work together to survive. Will they make it out alive??
