chapter 16

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This storm is scary.... it gives me chills.
But I also have this strange feeling in my stomach, I believe its called happiness.

I haven't felt that since the crops came in... its been pretty boring around here.. not many walkers.

A few here and there...but they mostly keep to them self's, I feel bad for them... their flesh is rotten... bad... falling off, skin and bones.. I guess they don't have anything to eat.. everybody's gone..

Its just me and my friends.. we stay on the low, and stay inside unless need be.. like watering the crops..

Looks like this storm is going to destroy the last little bit we have left...

I can't stand to see all the hard work and fear we had put into them, just for this storm to destroy it with in a matter of mintues....i sit in my room, which has a clear veiw of the crops and woods behind it.. and i see yet another walker..they are stumbleing, gloomy. 

i just look away, i can't bare the thought that its my fault that they, or he is like that.. I'm the reason there skin is falling and rottening, puss coming out of no where, i'm the reason they don't have family, or they seen them change or, watched them be kill and ripped apart.because of me... 

i think about it every night, im the reason my friends hide inside all day, scared the walk out side... 

i'm the reason they i have no family...

But..they still care about me.. maybe it because i keep them safe, or maybe its because they truely care for me, a monster, a killer... i person who destory so may lifes... 

i look back to the one walker, i was about to pray for it, hoping it would come with peace with what i had done, but i seen he wasn't a walker at all....

He was.....a person... maybe.. He could be a tree.. an animal.. no.
He is a person, A living, breath person.! 
One i havn't got killed yet.!

I ran..

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