Girl with the Killer Aim
➳ Preface ➳

"Keep your breathing steady."My dad tells me as I pull back the string of my bow.

"I've done this before, dad."I comment as I try to regain my focus. I let go of the string, the arrow hitting the bullseye as soon as it reaches the target.

I smirk. "Told ya."

"Don't get cocky. You get cocky, you die."

Cue the eyeroll. "Dad, nothing could take me down. Not humans, not bullets, not knives."I notch another arrow and pull back my string.

"What about zombies?"

The question catches me off guard. "What about zombies?"

"Could they take you down?"

I roll my eyes. "Nothing, not even zombies, could take me down."

I just hope my statement is right.