The Zombie Baby

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Sara's POV

The zombie baby starts to squeal when we open the drawer. It was a repulsing sight. Its skin was rotting in everywhere and it was all gray with green stuff coming out of some cuts. It got bitten right at the left hip, it's bleeding all over the place with green clumps. It was the nastiest sight I've ever seen. Maybe it just seemed that bad since my parents, either way it wasn't pretty. I slam the drawer shut and I start to barf in a garbage can. Nicole joins me soon.

The baby was shrieking. We had to shut it up before some zombies came. It sounded like a cat that was being slowly tortured. We look at each other and Nicole picks up one of our kitchen knives. She yanks the drawer open and throws the knife inside, sharp end pointing to the baby. I was glad that she made herself do that, I couldn't have done it. How could this have happened to just a baby, it was so innocent. At least we ended it's suffering. I don't understand how this can be happening, it happened so fast. M-m-my f-family died trying to find me, or save me. The cries shut off.

A new type of cries come out, not in the drawer, but at the shut door. They must've heard the baby shrieking, it attracted them towards me. It's the last thing we want, to attract them. We look at each other and grab as much kitchen knives as we can, just as the door bursts open and zombies poor in. We look at each other.

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