This is just a typical zombie story I decided to write after being inspired by some zombie books I've being reading. Please don't say mean things, I'll take constructive criticism, but don't be plain rude! Love you guys and I'll update as soon as I have finished another chapter!
Survival Against the Dead
Ed woke up and looked around, it was overcast today and that meant that they would be out, making it hard to find other kids as he had planned. He was trying to find other kids to band together with. He was quite popular at school, with his dirty blond, spiky hair and deep blue eyes. He was tall and quite muscly. A lot of the girls in his class had liked him and some had even asked him out, but he always rejected them thinking that he wasn't good enough for them. Those were times he missed being at school with all his friends talking and laughing as he played rugby. He was a good student and got reasonable marks mostly B's, but he always tried to get better, he never felt like he was good enough, even now as he was surviving against all these,these... monsters, he still felt like he was going nowhere, doing nothing but being a waste of space. Ugh, he was snapped back into reality again; the moans and clawing of the frantic creatures outside made him feel sick. He got up and headed towards his old kitchen to see if he could find any food. The disease had been spread over a week ago now and he remembered seeing all the news reports on television; all the diseased people behind the barriers, the reporter talking endlessly about the disease and how it was affecting people, then running away as the diseased broke through and the military shot the zombies, Ed wondered what they were doing now, probably being rotted away from the outside in, Ed never paid much attention to the reports, so all he knew was that anyone and everyone over the age of eighteen was turning into these enraged monsters, seeking the flesh of children, children like him.