Chapter 1

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My names Charlie Wilde. This is my story.
It started as any other day. I was at middle school. We had received a real intruder alert. Everyone was scared. It was the end of the day,
2:48 I remember the time exactly. The time I lost my innocence.
Our door burst open. Torn off it's hinges. The girls screamed I stood up.
My first instinct was to help protect. I have always put others before me. I remember that time, it was then my teacher stepped forward. I guess to stop the man. Correction thing. He was bloody and seeming dead. At the time I thought this man was a victim of an attack.
Then it lunged forward taking a bite out of my teachers body. I remember the screams. I remember my body going on autopilot. I had grabbed the closest thing to me. A chair and smashed the thing in the head. The leg went straight through his skull. The Biter crumbled to the ground. I remember the screams of my classmates. I remember the cold blood spattering across my face. Staining my long blond hair red. My arms numb.
I killed a man, thing, whatever it was. I look up, through the gaping hole we once called a door. There was more of them. I remember screaming to jump out the window. Only half of my 6th period class jumped out from the second floor window. I remember we heard the screams as those things attacked and killed our friends. My body was numb. We had no idea what had happened.
That is until my friend cried out "Zombies."
This is my story, of how me your average 14 year old girl survived the zombie apocalypse.

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