IMAGINE: Your parents didn't believe that the zombies were dead people brought back.
They just believed that they were sick people. So when your brother Calvin turned and you shot him you dreaded telling your parents. The shot rang through your ears as you shot him and saw his body fall limp to the ground. "Oh my god." You sob out hiding your face in your best friend Nick's arm. "Shh, it's okay sweetheart. Shh." Nick tried to calm you down and ended up carrying you back to the boat. When you both got on you walked up to your parents with Nick, your head down in shame and grief. "Mom, dad, I- I." "I shot Calvin." You heard from behind you. "You turn to Nick tears streaming down your face. "Yeah, I shot him when he turned." Nick said with no emotion. Your mother broke down crying and your father had tears in his eyes. "Get off my boat." He says to Nick. "If he goes then so do I." You state to your parents. "Fine."He says walking off while hugging your mother. You and Nick packed your stuff and set up a camp a few miles away from the dock while the others rode off on the water.
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