Zombies the real truth

by musiclover1325

Sure zombies are demonic beings that just love to eat our brains and guts right, well have you really heard their side of the story. My character Briana was a vivacious sixteen year old whose life suddenly comes to a hold because she is now a "Z" she shares her emotions and thoughts about what she has no become showing that even though zombie's are living dead they are still human

1. Chapter 1

Many think that zombies are just some idiotic creatures that only want flesh and that they will do anything to get it. Many treat us like some sort of virus, in a way I guess we are. Unfortunately many don't know that we exist because they created us. They filled this planet with so many toxins. Many say that we didn't know about the consequences. But the truth of the matter is that we did, we saw what the toxins were doing to the planet destroying nature and what not. Obviously if it was destroying the planet it had to be doing something drastic to us too.

Little by little the toxins rearranged our genes the change was very small, that scientists didn't really think of much of it. That little change made the human species evolve into something totally deadly. When a human dies, we die for a few hours or so depending on the person. Normally the cerebral cortex is supposed to shut down completely, but in our case it remains active and we come back to life in a way our hearts don't beat and because of that we're living but dead it's a weird concept really.

The ones that do remain living,live in fear of us all because we live for their flesh. No one knows why we crave it, we just do. Many speculate that it makes us feel alive again maybe for some it does. Personally I hated the feeling of being bitten so why would I ever want to bring that upon another human. So even though I crave it I don't like nor do I eat human flesh.

Just the other day a group of us "Z's" were crawling through the streets and we came up on a campsite of survivors.

I blinked and turned my head, my remaining killer instincts began to become active thankfully I have learned to control my inner monster so while others began their attack I remained there standing like an idiot. I watched my fellow "Z's" drop one by one. They must have been shooting at them. It is only possible to kill us if you decapitate our cerebral cortex. I wondered why they were not shooting at me but I wasn't going to stick around to find out. Even though I was dead I still liked living.

I did a marching band pivot and turned around. I was surprised I still knew how to do that since I haven't been in marching band since sophomore year in high school. But then again as a zombie you are able to relive your memories. I stumbled back to my hide out where I had gathered some things I grew up with.

I guess it reminded me of the good times when humanity actually lived in harmony, sure there were wars and countries had sissy fights against one another, but those were there times were living was actually meaningful. Now a days living was just torture. Especially for my kind we longed for the time were if we died we stayed dead. Living as a zombie just helped us relive our nightmares watching the people we once knew and lived with and cared for now look at us with so much hatred and no one wants to be reminded of this everyday of their prolonged lives.