The Zombie Alpacalypse

The Zombie Alpacalypse

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This is a story I wrote for an assignment but I enjoyed it so much that I wanted to keep on going. It didn't have an end, so I continued the story. All the characters were created with the help of my friends. they helped by just being them. I made all the characters do what I think the co-responding person would do in whatever scenario I create. Same with what they say and how they act. It is not 100% accurate and not everything they do is exact because the story could get boring. Anyway enjoy the story and tell me what you all think. Have a great week. P.S. It is called the ALPACAlypse for no reason other than I thought it was funny. the story has nothing to do with zombie alpacas. Although that would be awesome.
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Right now, I'm squatting in a pile of human waste, desperately trying to get a signal on my phone. My friends are watching me reluctantly, their faces stained with blood and what I only hope is dirt. The light from my phone is illuminating their faces, casting light on the looks of horror that I have come to know all too well. My best friend is cradling her left arm, bandaged with a torn piece of cloth in hopes of stopping the blood flow. My sister can barely walk, and I think her hand is broken. She looks on the verge of tears. As we calm down, catching our breaths, I give up looking at my phone. I slowly turn to them, my own face crusted with blood. I look at each of them, one by one. "Ok, who got bitten?"

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