I was walking in the park in the middle of the night with my hood up hoping I wouldn't get spotted by any zombies. That's right I'm in the middle of an apocalypse it's terrible, one minute I'm having a great time with my family the next there being eaten alive.

Fortunately I was able to escape and went into hiding for a month only occasionally stepping out to find any food or water. The only thing that I was able to bring with me was my [F/C] sweatshirt inside the pocket it had a photo of me and my family standing in front of the house we lived in I would look at the picture wondering of what happened to them I hoped they weren't zombies and they were in a better place, and lastly I had an empty backpack so that I could carry things in. It belonged to one of my siblings.

I pulled down my hoodie further to protect my face from the cold winds that was nipping at my face. I was growing weary my stomach was twisting and turning I didn't feel safe here. It was too quite until all of a sudden I hear rustling in the bushes. I held onto my only weapon a bat putting my guard up I looked at the bushes ready for whatever was going to come out of it. I was visibly shaking but I still had my eyes on fixated on the bush even if I was scared.

I then heard a groan my heart dropped then the thing that was in the bush lunged at me. I swung my bat as hard as I could only for the zombie to stop the swing and broke it in half as if it was nothing. I froze as I stepped back from it as it just dropped the remains and tried quickly limp its way towards me. I was caught off guard by how fast it was when I then fell on my butt the zombie didn't stop. I silently pleaded for my life but it just kept coming with no mercy still trying to back away from it my back hit a lamppost the only thing that was illuminating the area. The zombie kept coming towards me till it finally let out the loudest groan and lunged at me. As I closed my eyes hugged myself and screamed I waited for the impact.

But nothing came only a loud thump and groans I opened my eyes a little to see another zombie with light purple hair was ripping the other zombie that tried to attack me apart. My eyes widen with shock it was to much for me to handle as the purple haired zombie finished the job with blood all over his black and white stripped shirt he looked at me and we both just stood there staring at each other. He then slowly stood up I was still watching him he slowly came closer to me my breathing got heavy my heart was racing everything that happened wasn't really registered in my brain it was to much. I then past out but the last thing I heard was

"My...name is...Robbie...what's friends...name?-"

Everything went black.

Don't worry I'm gonna make a part two I'll make it eventually.
Don't worry it'll be soon I'm actually very excited to write it.
But make sure you look out for other stories that I'll be writing.
Like always I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did making this.
Love you.
Bye~💜

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