September 14, 2012
Good mooring/afternoon today I’m going to take you through my life I should tell you mine my name I’m Santos Molina and today is Friday. My Friday day starts like this, I get up at 6 am, just like any other school day but this one is different, today is the day my world ends. In Newfoundland a virus appeared, its called T-11. So far it hasn’t spread to us, but it’s just a matter of time until it hits us. When it does I’ll be ready to fight them off. The T-11 virus takes over the unlucky person. It goes to brain and cause them to throw up everything they ate for the past 48 hours and then they go in to a coma. So far just 77 have taken up but they are unstably and tried fight the men that where trying to help them but thin it happened one of the men was bitten and turned in to what you may ask….I do not know just yet but now my story starts
The date is September 19, 2012 and it hit us ,,,,and hard…today started like any other me and my friends Jacob and bobby where walking to school like any other day but too day there were no cars outside no bus no one just us and as we were walking down the rode there was a man but...he wasn’t human..He was some type of...of monster (we call thin zombies now )and he came at us we tried to run but we couldn’t out run him we just early made it in side of a store .In the store was there was no one just an old T.V and on it was the news they lady on it spayed that we need to stay inside and not to go outside and if we see one of tho’s “zombies” we where to get away from it ASAP so we started to look for supplest and I found a book is spayed in big red liters “ZOMBIE SURIVLE GUIDE ” so I grabbed it. And after we got all the stuff we “needed” not just any old stuff we left and headed to town looking for more people like us and not like him we didn’t have any guns or bats or even a stick all we had was each other ,and food, so we headed out to see how the town was hauled up and it wasn’t in best shape. It was like a bomb hit us in the dead of night I just hope my family’s ok,,but I can just hope.
As we moved it was getting late we haven’t seen any more of the “walkers” yea so we set up camp under a bend of trees and all we had was the sleeping bags the store had it didn’t have any tints though and as we sat there we talked about are parents and where they where and it that where safe Jakob sayed his where in new york,bobbys where with mine in north Carolyn and we hoped they were safe and as we sleep thru the night one of us all ways stayed up to make shour they didn’t come in to camp and as we layer in waiting we could just lay there not getting any sleep but we coulee hear them out there making sounds that went even close to normal and as the sun shined a new day come about now this is my life as a runner a runner from them the zombies as the sun comes up we pack up camp and head out to find others like us but as the day pro grease we can’t seem to find anyone to help us and we just keep moriving until mid day. And we finally see someone but we can’t make out if it’s one of them or one of us but we deseed to tack a chance and go in to see who it is
And to my disbelief it was Mister Larson and a group of kids most I know but others I didn’t but we desired to movie in to see if we could help or if they could help us but as we moved in there wasn’t a group of kids walking with him he was running from them and he need help but there was a count of at least 20 or even more so as he ran towered us we ran with him and showed in to the store where we were last night and we got in there but so did one of the zombies and we trapped him in the bath room and Mr. Larson was happy to see us (and not case we just saved his life but case he hasn’t seen any one ells for days and where the first one has seen and as we looked around the store we found a roof door and as we got on the roof we really seen what was hapeingit turns out it was much worries than what we thought there where house on fire and planes in the sides of building and just nothing out there but the zombies and as we sat on that roof we know the world was over so now here’s
My life as a survivor of T-11,,This is my life
part one if you whant more hit the like and tell me
