I just want to soak in a hot bath with my man. Is that too much to ask for? Someone invent the teleport device already.
work in progress
Unforgettable. The word itself is definitely forgettable. I myself am positively forgettable. The world that surrounds me, now that is unforgettable.
I am among the living, the breathing, the people that breath in air for the sake of living. They are…not living. Eating flesh, devouring everything and anything that moves that is around them. They are the dead. Yes I know, another account of a zombie plague. Another damn book about what happened when the world turned to gory intestines sprayed out along the highway still moving. I wanted my tale to be told, this isn’t a fairy tale or a story you hear, this is real. I live this hell on earth every single day..until I find ultimate shelter or become one of them. Which in hindsight would be much easier.
I wont bore you with all the details of the morning it “all started” it was like every other stupid horror movie you’ve previously seen when t.v. actually still worked…damn i miss mind rotting “reality” television. Now all i get to watch is mind rotting human eaters ( though I did see one eat a squirrel once…). I was showering of all places, naked as the day I came into the world when the first “outbreak” occurred. I don’t know why they tried to keep calling them outbreaks, it was more like punch you in the face this is happening breaks. I was mid soap up when I heard my dog barking continuously. I didn’t pay much mind to her because she always barked at passers-by. This passer-by was a bit different though. A bit bitey I might add. I tried to shower faster and get the soap out of my hair just so I could run down and shut the dog up. I rinsed, did not cycle or repeat. I grabbed my towel not impressed with myself in the mirror. I’m no model, nor will I ever claim to be. Im not skinny or petite. Im average, a size 12, with hips, meat on my bones, and I like to eat food. Schematics is not important right now, you don’t care what I look like! This is about my survival though so I thought it best you know what I look like incase I don’t survive.
Toweled and dressed I ran downstairs within five minutes of the dogs constant yapping. I think I almost about sharted myself when I saw the next doors little angel eating my other neighbors leg. Oh and don’t think just because Im a girl, means ill be all polite and delicate with my words. She was EATING his leg. Instead of drawing attention to myself, I pulled my dog away from the window as discreetly as I could. Im sorry I’ve watched every zombie movie there is to watch, you don’t go and just make yourself known to the little girl eating man leg.
I felt as if Ashton was making a very elaborate punked. However, it was not the case. I was actually witnessing this little girl eat this mans leg. Im sorry I keep bringing up the leg, you’d think with all the guts and glory ive seen I wouldn’t dawn on such thoughts but that was my first zombie i had ever actually seen that hadn’t been CGI or makeup effected. I hightailed on up to my room and shut the door as quietly as I could, I was in MAX BROOKS MODE. zombie apocalypse at the ready. I was always thinking of the quickest zombie exit strategy, I was ready for this. All those years watching zombie movies and shows weren’t mere entertainment, it was studying. I was getting ready for this moment. It was my time to shine! Why was I so frozen? Why did I feel so hot? I needed more and less blankets.
With my body working in overdrive I hadn’t even realized I was packing up supplies in an old run down bag. Stuffing top ramen’s, water bottles, ibuprofen, flashlights, batteries, candles, matches, lighters, anything that I could possibly think of or fit in my bag. I was going to take as much shit as I could with me. I knew I would need it out there. Who even knew where out there was. I had no clue where I was going or how I was going to get there. What I did know was that my dog was coming with me. I wasn’t about to let her starve to death, stuck in a house while the world went to hell in a hand basket.
I tried my cell and of course to no surprise there was nothing. I guess I was a little shocked that it could all fall apart so easily. You tug on that one little string and the whole world just destructs. If you blink you would miss it. Overall I had done well with thinking fast and packing supplies. I even grabbed the dog bones and filled a shopping bag with dry dog crunchies. I was not going out there alone. My dog would be my only companion for now, and for who knows how long. Looking franticly around, i was at a loss for what to do next. What was my plan of attack? do I try to find a car and haul ass till i reach a mountain or something? Do I walk and go as far as I can hoping to not become dinner? I have no car, I have no bike, I have a dog, and I was sure as shit not going to ride her into town.