Apocalypse

Chapter five: ~The Shovel~

" Alright. Everybody up and Adam. Today, your learnin' how to use a gun."
"Me too dad?" Joyce said.
"Yes Joyce, both of ya."

I walked towards dad.

"Can you just kill em' with a gun? Or other weapons too?"
"Other weapons work hun. It just has to be able to go through the head."
"Why the head?"
"That's where the infection starts."
"Oh. Uh, hey dad, i'm gonna go look for some weapons out back."
"Be careful Hana."
"I will daddy."

I looked out the back door. Looked pretty clear to me. I opened the door and went out. A shovel was leanin' on the building. I grabbed it. Maybe it will be useful! There was moaning, and footsteps comin' from behind me. I turned around. It was a biter! I froze. What do I do? What do I do? It got closer. Closer.

Suddenly. Out of no where, I shouted like I was crazy and swung the shovel as hard as I could. The biter was lyin' on the ground. It started to get up again. Then I remembered what daddy had said. I swung hard again before it had time to get up.

"Ugh!"

It was dead. I killed it! I turned around and puked. but hey it was worth it.

Daddy and Joyce came runnin' outside.

"Sweetie are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Did you kill that?!"
"Yea."

I was sweating and panting like a dog.

"Did you get scratched?"
"No."
"Bit?"
"No."
"Touched in any way?"
"No."
"So, you mean to tell me, you killed that thing, without any training, whatsoever?"
"Yea."
"Well done sweetheart! Let's get you inside."

Joyce stepped in front of dad.

"Did you puke?"
"Yea." I laughed.

Joyce laughed back.

We headed inside.