CHAPTER 1: WHAT THE HELL HAPPEND!
The infection has spread world wide in a matter of weeks and it all started in some fucken secret scientist lab in area 51 and now every one around me is candlestick monsters that are always hungry! So now I am at some super market looking for supplies. That is if the zombies haven't infected it already. All I have is a mashedy, a magnum, a ak47 and no mersey to the fucked up little bustards who think I am some free snack!
I stepped in to the super market and looked around. All the stands were full of food! "it's my lucky day!" I said louder then I should have! And as you know a growl came from the back of the store. "or not!" I said to my self as I pulled out my mashedy! "Bring it you fucker!" I yelled at the fat ass zombie as he ran at me! Yeah ran, more like walked to me! Hey just following my dads list of rules! 35: enjoy the little things. Ha ha ha! So I swung the mashedy at his neck and his head came of like butter! His huge ,an under statement, body almost crushed me! ``that was easy!`` I thought and yes I stopped talking now until I know that this zombie market was 100% zombie free! I walked slowly towards the back of the store. With each step I thought about Columbus and how he didn't follow rule number 2:dubble tap. He got bit in the ankle. Tears filled my eyes in the thought of my dad dieing from the infection and how he was in pain when he died. The thing that makes me cry the most is that I had to kill him myself because he asked me to. After that mom and little rock left after that and I never saw them ever since. Tallahassee drove me down the road and threw me out of his hummer and I landed in front of the super market. WHAT THE HELL HAPPEND!!!!!!
So Im at the back of the supper market hoping that all the zombies are dead. I peer my gun around the corner of the back door and poked my head in and saw no zombies. I walked in to the back of the store and walked around a tall shelf. " ahhhhhh!" I screamed as a zombie grabbed my gun and threw it to the floor! "fuck!" I yelled as I ran away from the zombie! I jumped the front counter. Lucky for me the zombie tripped over the counter and landed face first on to a can that went threw his head leaving blood spraying up to the roof. "holy fucking shit!" I exclaimed.
"who are you?" a voice asked.
"hu? Oh im..um…well I don't have a name."
"well ill call you dumb ass!" he proudly prompted.
" you got to be kidding, BUMB ASS!"
" well that's what you are!" he commented and started to walk away.
" wait!" I yelled. "I would like some company for a little while."
"fine, but you need a gun, that is if you don't wont to be zombie chow!"