Decaying Bodies

Cece

I've survived one year in this shit hole and I'm not throwing it all away just so Leah can get a jar of Nutella. The nearest grocery store is invested with zombies, so no we aren't gonna wast our lives on a fucking chocolate spread. The shit tastes good, but not that good.
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I miss Netflix. I miss sitting in my apartment watching Orange is the New Black in my robe. One morning I was watching Netflix and I lost all track of time. I almost got fired that day for missing an open house, but I could sell a house in the sewers if I needed too. Only 26, but I'm the best in the business. But now the world is ending. Every house, building, and land is first come first serve. That is if you can kill all the zombies in it.

Our current home is a little small. But it's got a big tree house and a giant fence for protection. It reeks of body sweat and cleaning supplies. We're lucky we got Jeff, he may be a little annoying with his OCD, but he's the only one I know that can make bullets out of pennies. Money is as worthless as a phone. At least he can those pennies worth something. Without him, we would be living in a pile of mold.
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Leah is having yet another fit about her stupid Nutella.  Jeff is yelling at Beatrice for misplacing his aspirin. Me? Well I am grabbing my gun and my machete so I can go grab some medical supplies for Lilly and Mendez because they were idiots and decided it would be fun to fall off the roof. I'm not going alone though, Brendon is coming to fight off unwanted creatures, while I try and run with supplies.
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I only ever loved once. Her name was Mia. Yea she was a bitch, but I loved her. I went to Wisconsin to visit family, but they drove me nuts. So I left early. Only to find Mia fucking the neighbors boyfriend on my couch. I guess she missed the dick.

She was sweet though. She would tell me everyday how much she loved my long, black hair, and my blue eyes. She always said every time she looked in my eyes she could see the ocean.

I haven't felt the touch of another woman in a long while. I guess the zombies went after all the gays first. Maybe our brains are just super delicious. Well no zombie is gonna get past me. My brain will stay safe inside my skull.
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Brendon grabs the car keys and we push the car a couple blocks down. We don't want to start the car by the house. Cars make sound, sound attracts zombies. We don't want all those zombies targeting our home.

We're lucky to have Jeff. He's a genius when it comes to our survival. In the workshop he creates firebombs and firecrackers. He had this amazing idea to put this metal contraption so we can run over zombies without ruining the engine. We've lived in this small town for a year now. You'd think we would have this place cleared of these things, but no. I don't know how they do it, but I swear there secretly popping out babies every minute.

We drive to nearest clinic. The place looks clear, except for a stray walking around in the parking lot. Brendon signals from inside. That's the all clear. I try and hurry to find anything that could heal a hurt ankle and a sore back. I find a room full of bandages and wrap, and start to stuff my backpack.

Something was touching my shoulder. I turned around to see what it was. Oh great its a brain eating corpse. My machete is on the counter across the room. I dodge every move it tries at me and run as fast as I can to grab it. I get so close. BAM. Brendon shot the damn thing before I could enjoy chopping its head off its body. I thank him and we return home.