The World Is Changing

A Day In The Life Of A Zombie

Mitch's POV

Got some brains!They taste really good I might add.I know,I know.You think that I'm a freak,don't you?

All zombies are freaks.

The only to kill a zombie is if you shoot it in the forehead.If you don't shoot it anywhere else,you have a good chance of getting eaten alive.

Just a tip for you humans out there.

I sit in the broken plane seat next to my friends.Well,my female friend.She is the only girl out of the five.Yep.

She has to be surrounded by boys.In some cases for girls,it is their worst nightmare.

She looks at me and groans.I think this the worst thing about being a zombie.

You can only say 4 to 5 words in the English Language.Sometimes,I wish I could interact with the humans instead of eating their brains.

Sadly,the Zombie Apocalypse just had to happen.

I stand up and walk over to one of my male friends.He has blonde hair and gray eyes.I believe his eyes were a nice shade of blue before.

What was his name?I believe is started with an S.

Samuel?No.That's a dumb name for him.Oh well.I look into his eyes and groaned.He groaned back at me.I wonder what he was trying to say.He was probably trying to say,"I wish I could talk instead of groan.It would be easier to communicate."

Than again,he was probably saying,"Let's go get food."

All of the sudden,I hear yelling from out from outside.I turn around and slowly limp to the window.

I sorta bend down and see soldiers shooting other zombies.I wasn't gonna sit here and let that happen.

I tried to run and opened the plane door.I walk down the steps and the soldier's attention turns to me.

Crap.

"No...harm."I moan.

"Please!You creatures have done enough harm to the human race!Because of your kind,my wife and my son is dead!"The man yelled.

Ouch.Well that hurt.

I groaned and ran towards him.I didn't want to do it,but this is the only way zombies can stop themselves from turning into a Boney.

I tackled the soldier to the ground.He screamed and held a gun to my head.

I'm so screwed.

It was now or never.I lifted his arm up and bit his wrist.He screamed in pain and cursed out loud.

He was dead.I put his arm down and he laid there with blood gushing from the huge bite mark I gave him.

I turn my head and look at the five other soldiers.They looked honest to god petrified.They ran away from me and were yelling,"Retreat!I repeat,retreat!"

I'm a monster.

Than again,all zombies are monsters.Why can't zombies play hopscotch with humans,instead of biting their brains out and making them bleed to death?

"Guy...dead."I heard a female groan from behind me.I turn around and see my female zombie friend.

God,what was here name?Katy?Klaire?Kylie?It's pointless.When you're a zombie you can barely remember anything before you turned into a zombie.

I can call her K for now.

Sounds good,does it not?

Of course it doesn't.Nothing ever sounds good when a zombie says it.I limp back onto the plane with K and open the door.

God,why was I chose to be a zombie?