Day 1

When I woke up this morning, I definitely didn't think that today would turn out how it is. I could hear the TV blaring in the next room, which was odd, considering that it was only 7 am and my step-brothers were rarely up before noon. I followed the sound of the TV, ready to yell at them for waking me up, but when I got there, I found my dad and step-mother standing in front of the TV. Confused, I looked past them, and saw a horror scene. The camera panned out and showed a street with cars lining both sides, with almost all of them screaming their alarms. Shop windows were smashed and lights were flickering, and people were running and screaming. It looked like the scene was being filmed with the cameraman sitting inside a car, the newscaster sitting next to him. She couldn't seem able to decide where to look, the camera or the disaster, and her speech was garbled and unconnected. Suddenly, right there on camera, she was yanked backwards towards the window and screamed, and two white hands with bloody fingertips found their way around her neck. She screamed and kicked and jumped around, while the camera flew around, the cameraman obviously trying to remove himself from the situation. A few moments later, a man's scream rang out, and then the video feed went dead. Across the fuzzy grey screen slid the words: BREAKING NEWS: Zombie Apocalypse. Government forces advise people to stay in their homes and away from their windows. I felt my jaw drop open. My step-mother turned to face me, her eyes wide with horror. Silently, she went to wake her sons. My father stared wordlessly, and finally sat heavily down on the couch, putting his head between his legs. Suddenly, a thought came into my mind. I leapt for the phone, and dialled. I waited through all of the rings until finally, I heard the telltale sign that their phone had been disconnected. I dropped to the floor and started sobbing. And do you want to know why I started sobbing?? TODAY WAS THE DAY. TODAY WAS THE DAY I WAS SET TO GET MY BRACES TAKEN OFF. And now what?? Where is my orthodontist? Is he even alive? Is he one of the zombies??? Am I just supposed to live out this apocalypse with my braces on? It's been 3 YEARS. How long will this end? Will I make it out? I REFUSE to die with braces on. So yeah, this was not how my day was supposed to go. I was supposed to be getting my braces off, not starting an attempt to stay alive during a zombie apocalypse.