The End is always the Beginning

Survival

Authors Note: Readers I will be consistently be posting chapters on Mondays and Fridays. Also please note that the character(s) thoughts will be said in this format. I ask that if you enjoy reading this that you will tell your family or friends about it so I can get my readers up.Thank you for being with me in this beginning process. I hope you continue reading and enjoy, thank you.

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THUD! THUD! THUD!

I flashed the light outside of the window to see what the noise was. It was three zombies smashing their heads relentlessly on the car windows.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

I instantly looked in my guns chamber. FUCK! It was only two bullets in the chamber. My knife. I can use it to kill the last one.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

Damn! How am I going to kill them? All the windows are up..... The sun roof! I put my gun and my flash light down and grabbed a piece of cloth and wrapped it around my elbow. Then proceeded to get under the sun roof. I braced myself ,covered my eyes and then bust the window with my elbow. Glass shattered everywhere.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

I brushed the glass off me then went to the back grabbed my gun, flashlight, and knife. After I grabbed them I climbed up to the roof and turned on the flashlight. the zombies were attracted to the light like moths to a flame.

SCREEEEEEEEEECH!

Ouch, I have got to shut them up. Now! I looked to my right where the two zombies were standing scratching at the car windows trying to get to me. I really didn't know how to shoot them because I was at an awkward angle. I guess a head shot on top of the head will suffice. BANG!, the first dropped. BANG, then the second. Now for the third. How is this going to work? Wait, I know, hopefully this works. I threw my flashlight a couple feet from the car. Thankfully the zombie went to it. I jumped off the car, ran to him and knocked him across his head. While he fell and was on the ground I slit his throat before he could grab me.

Thank you Jesus for letting me make it out alive. I sat down to take a breather. I was just so happy that I was alive.

I knew that every moment I was out in the open I was at risk and I would have to fight to stay alive. Little did I know I was going to be fighting for it a whole lot more than usual.