Daily Life With Zombies

I felt the blood running down my face as I heard whimpers from beside me. I tried to open my eyes, but couldn't. Instead, I felt around for my sister's hand. I heard the whimpers stop but kept feeling around the car frantically. I finally grasped a hand, one that was cold. Despite this, it gave me warmth to hold someone's hand as I slowly felt my life slip away. At this point, I didn't want to open my eyes. My ears started ringing, and the pain in my eyes from looking at the sun was unbearable. my eyes. They were now open and as I looked around I discovered why my sisters hand was so cold. It was because her neck had been crushed under the car. I felt the urge to open my mouth and just scream, but a hand clasped around my mouth. As I looked, it was a handsome guy who looked around 17. He was putting his fingers to his lips and pointed out towards the road. There was a bunch of people that had skin looking like it was rotting. My urge to scream suddenly became one of wanting to throw up. The smell was unbearable. The guy gave me an intense look as if asking I understood. About 20 seconds passed before I nodded. The guy slowly let go of my mouth and I couldn't help it, I screamed. The guy looked at me wide eyed and annoyed and then to the people who now had their heads tilted to the side while looking at us. They slowly started walking towards us, and the guy somehow picked me up and started running towards a blue truck parked on the side of the road. He threw me in the back next to someone, but being so afraid, I didn't really look at them. The guy backed away and floored the gas petal, running away from the people.