As I wondered down the road for awhile, I noticed a dirt path to the right side of the road.
I followed down it for abit until I seen an old trappers cabin, It would make the perfect place to stay for the night to rest up.
I made my way towards it and as I got closer, I had this feeling of being watched or followed..
I turn to look around and listen but nothing, I still couldnt shake the feeling.
Once I got to the Cabin, I looked into its window to see if anyone was inside, There was no one.
I went to the door and opened it, there was an old bed inside with a typewriter, some canned food, Beans, Peaches, Corn.
I opened a can and ate before laying down to try to rest.
Acouple hours after I had fallen asleep, I woke up to a loud crashing sound outside the cabin.
I grabbed my knife and looked out the window but couldnt see anything, I backed away from the window and as I did, I heard a loud thud on the cabin door.
My hearts racing fast, I feel like I'm about to have a heart attack,
I waited afew minutes to see if I heard anything else before looking outside.
I eventually got the nerves to go open the door, I walked up to it and braced myself to open it,
I slowly reached for the doorknob and turned it.
Something pushed on the door abit, I look out and theres a dead body.
YOU ARE READING
666 Zombie Road
TerrorHonestly, This is a story about zombies I started writing when I was 12 or 13, Never finished it but wanted to finish it. So once I get it fully wrote on here to where I left off, Ill continue it til end.
