Chapter 3: interesting...

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As i drove out of my street all i heard was screams of people i didn't know and moans from people that wont be forgotten. I kept riding until i got to the main street and i was carefully looking out for walkers or runners or those acid things.

It looked pretty clear until i got to the next street. "Holy shit" i said as about 300 zombies were just put in a group standing in the middle of the road, i didn't know what to do, so i pulled hard on the throttle and went full speed up the hill. i was starting to see the middle school and i was incoming quickly i could see that the gate was not open sadly "f**k" i yelled out. i parked my bike and decided to look for a way in sadly there was away in except for a week fence down the back near the club. I ran back to my bike and quickly put the peddle to the medal heading to the club.

Once i reached the club i parked my bike and climbed over the fence, there was no one hear "lucky me" i thought. I went to the nearest classroom and put my bag down grabbed some food and was thinking of what to do next. a lot of things started popping up in my head. one of the things that couldn't get out of my head is a girl that i couldn't stop worrying about, sure she was about an hour away but i knew she was alive. another thing that popped into my head was the fact that some of my friends earlier in the year were talking about if a zombie apocalypse does happen we head on the sports oval but i didn't want to go for the simple reason of im not an idiot.

I made a bed up in room 302 and appointed some other rooms for cooking, fitness, first aid and a cafeteria. I went to look at the gate, walkers everywhere "lucky I'm here" i thought. images of Bob kept going threw my mind. why would you shoot yourself to get out of this crewel world and if i should do it before i end up the same as whatever is on the outside of this gate i went back to my room to hit the hay. "A goodnights rest will surly do me good" i said as i climbed into my covers.

Tomorrows a new day.

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