Why did I do that?

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My plan was great, escape from this house and get to safety. Usally the military would have made a secure bace for the non-undead to survive in. So that would've been a great place to go. There was just one problem, tori. I couldn't leave her like this, but at the same time I couldn't do anything either. I walked back and forth thinking what to do. I could just kill her, but there's something in me which is just not letting me. Do I still love her? Am I in love with a zombie?
After alot of walking and thinking. I decide the best thing to do is to kill her, she would be out of her misery and I wouldn't have to worry about a dead wife trying to eat me alive.

I made my decision and had to do it, Even though every single part of me was saying not to do this, I had to. It was the only way. I went out the back door and slowly went around the house. I could see her. Right there. Still trying to get into the empty house, well the cat was still in so wasn't really that empty. I never realised how pretty she still was, even as a zombie. Her bright crystal blue eyes, her pale dead face and her bloody guts falling out of her stomach. She was so pretty. Like nothing I've seen before. I got closer and put the rifle in my shoulder. I steadied the aim. I took in a deep breath. Sweat dripped from my head like I just came out the shower. I looked at her one more time and put my head back on the rifle. I positioned the iron sight right on her head. I took in another deep breath and slowly let it out. I squeeze the trigger. Nothing. I forgot to load the weapon... that's embarrassing. OK, I load the rifle and do it all again. Steady the aim and squeeze the trigger. BANG!! The sound echoed through the deserted streets and made my ears ring. " Fuck that was loud". That's why when I bought the gun the guy said to get the ear defenders. The guys in the movies don't wear them, I didn't think I had to. Of course, as you can see I was wrong. The ringing slowly stopped so I looked if she was there. She was just stood there. Starting at me. Straight into my eyes. I saw her get her head blown off, how the fuck is she still standing. She starts to run at me like at fat kid does when they see cake. I was the cake in this situation and she was the fat kid, even though she's not fat. She is actually pretty normal size. Also I don't think a fat kid can run as fast as she is. Which is probably why I should stop talking about how a fat kid runs and start realising there is a man eating undead thing running towards me. "Oh shit"  I sprinted off in the other direction. I kind of want cake now, after this the first thing I'm getting is a cake. I carry on running. I come to a dead end. It's either into to the spooky wood which is probably full of other zombies or I fight off my wife. Which, even if alive, should never do. I ran deep into the dark woods. You probably know the rest if you read the beginning. Which you hopefully did because why would you start a story from the end. You weirdo.

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