Name: Thomas Avern, 14
Location: Colorado, USA
*Gasp*- "Oh god..." *whispers* "That was a forgeted up dream..."
I wake up in my room, on my bed, as in any other day.
Then I get dressed in camo cargo pants, a black t-shirt and my favorite tan boonie hat.
*THUD*
"AAAH!! Hey! Don't do tha- *Opens door, to find a pale hand reaching for me*
"AAAAHH!" I shove it out, and slam my door. "WHAT THE HELL! WHAT, THE, HELL!"
I quickly jam my chair in front of my door.
"No... NO NO NO... Oh god... Please no..."
*picks up a home-made night stick (actually, yes. I do have one.)*
"..."
"FUUUUUUUUUCCCkool kids klubKK!"
*looks at window (it's kind of a window with a trench around it.)*
"Oh god... Why do I have to live in the basement..."
*Opens window, and gets out of the trench, to get into the backyard.*
"Ugh..."
*Looks over fence, to about 20 limping, pale people on the street.*
"Holy stuff, they're everywhere."
Then I see someone (one of you guys, maybe) running through the zombies.
"HEY! HELLO! HELP! HELP! PLEASE!!"
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