The Day My Life Went Downhill *COMPLETED*

«4» *SHORT*

Time goes by and I still haven't run out of tears. This baby deserves all my tears he/she didn't look old at all, far maybe one or two years old.

Just as I'm about to get up to skin the deer a hand lands on my shoulder. "Go away Gray." There's no answer which it weird Gray would have said something. "I said go away!" I stand up and turn around to face Gray. But it isn't Gray. It's a woman zombie half of her face is gone revealing the what's left of her face muscles and the other side is flabby skin. Just like all the other zombies her lips are chapped and there is some kind of liquid falling from the corner of her mouth. I squeal and thrust my fist right into the zombies head with a squishing sound the body goes limp and falls to the ground.

Just like the baby it's congealed blood makes a pool and I fight the urge to vomit.

I pry my eyes away from the body to examine my bloody hand that's still in a fist. There's chucks of something on it but I can't tell what it is so I put my hand closer to my face to get a better look.

When I realize the chunks are pieces of brain I try to scream but I can't because a hand goes over my mouth and an arm wraps around my waist.