The Beginning
They’re saying this is the apocalypse. The actual zombie apocalypse. Everyone always wanted this, but I don’t think anyone actually thought it would happen. There was talk of some crazy virus that had been going around for a few days now. No one was able to find a cure. Now people are dying at an alarming rate. Not only that, people are being killed. By the dead. This makes no sense.
People are running around like maniacs trying to get what supplies they can while they’re still able. They’re stealing and hurting others to get what they want. It’s like one giant mad house. I refuse to leave my house. At least for now. It has to calm down eventually, right? My mom left two days ago for a work trip and we haven’t heard from her. My dad and sister left this morning to see what they could find before things got worse. They told me to stay here so no one would try to come in the house. That plan doesn’t make much sense since there’s really nothing I can do to fight off intruders. Or the dead. They left eleven hours ago. I wish they’d hurry back.
Earlier I made the mistake of looking outside. An older woman, probably in her sixties, was running from three walkers. She must have been running for too long already because she was getting slower and slower as she ran down the road. I watched them grab her and pull her down. I can’t get the image of them eating her alive out of my head. She was screaming louder than I’ve ever heard anyone scream as they feasted on her still living body. I wanted to do something, but I froze. I couldn’t move as I watched more zombies approach. Her screams weren’t helping her any since they were just attracting more. There were a couple guys nearby who came to help. They shot at the zombies until they ran out of bullets, but it was no use. They just kept coming. They guys who were just trying to do the right thing and help this woman ended up dying because of her. Yet here I am still. Alive. A coward, yes, but still alive.
It's funny how before this actually happened, everyone always acted as if they would last through the whole apocalypse. They would be strong and be willing to kill anything or anyone in their way. They just knew they would become leaders of their own little groups and save the world. Well, guess what. They’re dead. And those who aren’t yet will be soon. At least half the world is probably dead by now, and it’s only day one.