If you would have told me a week ago that I would be standing in the middle of nowhere, holding a rifle, and shooting at flesh eating Zombies, I would have told you that you needed professional help... I would have been wrong.

My name is Anna O'Gowen, just a normal girl living in Atlanta. I go to school, fight with my parents, hang out with my friends… Well I did before the world whet to shit. Now everyone I ever loved is gone. I guess I should tell you how all of this started.

I woke up the morning of the apocalypse thinking that it was just going to be another normal day. I grumbled getting out of bed. I didn't want to go to school. I reluctantly got dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans, a tight fitting black shirt with silver angel wings down the back and my black converse. I brushed out my long black hair and put on some make up. I smiled in the mirror, my brown eyes looking back at me. "I look pretty damn good today." I thought to myself.

After I was finished getting ready I went downstairs to grab something to eat before school. "oh a peach." I smiled picking up the beautiful colored fruit out of its spot in the bowl.

"Mom, Dad!" I called looking through the house. "They must have already left." I said allowed to myself. It was weird. I thought my mom had the day off. I guess she went somewhere. I finished my peach, grabbed my bag and headed out of the house.

As I stepped out onto the porch I heard a woman scream. My head snapped up to check it out. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Mrs. Draper from across the way was being attacked in her front yard. I stared in disbelief. The people that were attacking her were biting her! Not just biting, but eating!

I dropped my messenger bag and tried to stifle a whimper. Unfortunately it was too late. The attackers from across the street heard me. They looked right at me. I couldn't process what I was seeing. I didn't really have time to figure it out. Suddenly the two deranged people turned their attention on me. They stumbled towards me in jerky movements. Their clothes were torn and bloody. They were snarling and moaning as they advanced on my house.

I knew I didn't have time to waste. If I didn't want to end up like Mrs. Draper I had to do something fast. I grabbed my bag from by my feet and ran inside locking the door behind me. I just made it in before the people started banging and pushing on the door. I took a deep breath and ran upstairs into my room and started packing my skull athletic bag. I grabbed some clothes, personal items. I remembered to run into the bathroom and get my shampoo, deodorant, and hairbrush. When I got back downstairs I ran into the kitchen and grabbed some fruit and other little food items that could be stashed in my bag. I also grabbed some bottles of water. I didn't really know what I was doing or how long I would be gone but I was preparing for anything.

My next stop was my Dads office. That is where he kept the gun safe. I grabbed the keys from his center desk drawer. With shaky hands I opened the safe. Safety inside were Dads rifle, shotgun, and desert eagle. I took all three. I grabbed all the ammo that was in the bottom of the safe, stashed it in my bag and ran back to the front door.

Thankfully the two crazy people were no longer trying to beat down my door. I didn't want to think about what better option could have attracted their attention.

I opened the front door slowly and quietly. I didn't see anything at first. I breathed a sigh of relief as I looked out at my car parked by the mailbox. If I could get there without attracting any attention then I could get the hell out of dodge.

I made it safely to my black HHR. I let out a long breath to calm myself before starting the car. Big mistake. As I was slowly opening my eyes, the face of Mrs. Draper suddenly appeared at my driver's side window. I was unable to stifle the scream that came from my lips. It was Mrs. Draper, but not. Her face had gone grey, and chalky. Her eyes were white voids and she had appeared to have eaten her own lips off. I almost threw up at the sight.

I quickly stuck the key in the ignition and started the car just as she started banging on the window.

I drove away panting from fear. I saw the same repeated sight along my drive that I had seen outside my house. People were chasing people, biting and tearing other people apart. Men, women, and children alike. It was horrible. I was in complete disgust and disbelief at everything I was seeing.

Other people seemed to have the same idea as I did. Traffic was awful, bumper to bumper in places that I usually drove through without a problem.

I couldn't handle the silence any longer so I turned on the radio. Every station was saying the same thing. "Do not leave your homes. Go inside and do not answer the door to anyone. Do not try to find loved ones you will only create more of a problem. Help will come."

"Well too late now." I thought. I was getting the hell out of
Atlanta. If the traffic ever got moving that is.

So that's how I ended out in the middle of nowhere. Sleeping in my car, and trying to stay away from the zombie freaks that were eating people.

Thank god I was about to other people.