You know what really sucks? Everything. I had a sucky life as a kid, the teenage years sucked, and even now in my early 20's it sucks. My job sucks, or well sucked now I guess. Who wants to be working at a gas station when everyone else is working towards careers and happiness? I dreaded work, the same thing every single day. And you know what? After the zombie outbreak, life sucks even more.
Lucky me eh, to be caught stuck when the shit hit the fan at the place I hated most. For years I've felt that I would work here until the day I die. I'm beginning to think that literally now.
The zombie outbreak happened weeks ago, who knows time anymore when daylight is boarded up?
The only thing that didn't suck is that I was lucky and ended up somewhere with stocks of food even if I hate it here, to survive the apocalypse. And that went fine and dandy for a while. I mean I never was too social so being alone isn't too harsh. Though I can tell its' fucked with my mind a bit. But you know what really sucks? When those zombie bastards busted through the glass and the wood planks I put up. Who knows what drove them to because I've been so careful to be quiet. Maybe all their easy prey was eaten up and now they have to dig. Who cares about the cause when done is done and nothing can be changed.
Well, since then I've been locked in the bathroom. I can hear them milling around the store constantly. Day, night, it doesn't matter. They know I'm here and they have all the time in the world.
One of them is always scratching on the door. It's metal, and at first it made a horrible screeching noise. But time has passed and I think they scratched so much that its nails have come off. I can hear a rasping sound on the door regularly; that dead, bloodless flesh steadily seeking. I have no food. I had toilet water but that's long gone. The power is obviously out and who knows how long I've been locked in here. I can hardly tell whether I'm awake or asleep anymore, the hours and hours are mind numbing. In here is complete darkness. Not even a strip of light under the door; there's zombies blocking it.
I'm in the void, there is nothing left. They will never leave, not until I die. I'm buried alive in a room where people used to take shits, in the gas station I loathe. This really fucking sucks.