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hey guys, as you know, its SCHOOL now, so im not on much, plus i have my newspaper job, but i had enough time to fit in another entry, and i have moar zombie story!
WANNA SEE THAT FIRST?
or more on my life of interestingness?
lets go life first. just quickly.
1. im being evil right now. (conducting science experiment on human behaviour, seeing at what point, poeple BREAK or SNAP, and freak out, so im ignoring/being mean/ect. to my best friend [not best anymore- why i chose her- easier to get rid of her] so yeah)
2. IM PASSING MATH STILL! NOT FAILING FTW!
(i neeed to go on aim after this.. jeez..)
oh hey, my aim is imNOTaTURTLE21 if ya want..
ok, story? ok lets do this s**t!
We made a game of it. Shooting the zombies i mean. Its been a month since then. He taught me to aim, fire, and everything inbetween. So far, he only lets me shoot that pistol, but every day i get better. I've gotten less jumpy, and the zombies only affect my memories.
we were stopping in a "settlement" for the night, resting our feet, restocking, and enjoying teh local entertainment.
"Hey coach"
"yeah?"
i made a habit of calling him that.
"can i have something to trade, so i can go get something? for the road i mean."
"yeah, ya know what? here have a few. but start findin your own from now on."
trade items, were like batteries, old coins, and of corse, weopons. Usually we give them stuff to bring back old memories, like antiques and stuff. Coach gave me an old pocket watch.
"what can I get for this?" I asked the man.
"ya can get out! yaint' got no business in here!"
he glanced down quick, and grabbed my shoulder, noticing the watch. I looked back to see his eyes light up, as he started to talk.
"I can let ye have anything from that shelf ore' there." he pointed. "it all works. usually"
knowing he was interested, i did what coach taught me, and set the trap.
"no, I can take it somewhere else- I bet they'd like one of these- new batteries too!"
his eyes lit up.
" no, no, er, i was just jokin with ye. Ye can have anything in the store."
"sure? dont wanna be any trouble now."
"no, no. go ahead, take something."
the deal was set, as i placed it down on the counter, and turned away, noticing he immediatly grabbed it up, I quickly snatched up items and snuck them in my bag. Once i was done with my thefting, noticing him look up, i snatched up the item infront of me, not knowing or caring what it was, and said, "I'll take this"
thinking hes got a bargain, he said yes, and i scooted out of the store, with food for a month, and a few trinkets for resale, and then the item that i bought. I looked down to see a dusty machine, with scratches all over, and the word "acer" in the middle. Curious, I examined it, but saw i was drawing attention, so I slipped it in my bag, and walked on, to the tent mall.
Usually theres alot of commotion there, with so much noise, (the towns had many guards so loundless was common, even though it caused lots of attacks) because there was a tent for everything. People gambled there, as well as ate food, and get beer and wines, and clothing.
As I traveled, i noticed a few tents i always see in towns, that im never aloud in, like the dark shady tent, that sells drugs like tylenol, for pain relief, but usually people get it for the high. Also, theres the guard funded tents, where they capture infected, and people pay to watch them get tortured, and then the ever popular prostitution tent. just as I was about to leave, I saw a tent i never saw before. It was in the far back, so it was dark, but what caught my eye, was a strange humming noise, and a dim blue light. as I sook a step forward, the light changed color, to a green, and as i got closer, I realized what i was witnessing.
For the first time, I was in a Movie Theatre. I almost walked in without paying, mesmerised by the strange show, and i just gave him something from the bag, so i could pass, as I sat down, looking at the small screen, as i watched the movie. I was confused by it, but it was still enchanting. I was confused at the thought of a monkey holding a cat in the air like that, but I sat through it all. At the end I felt a familliar hand grab my shoulder, as coach asked how I enjoyed The Lion King, wich i assumed was the movie, and i just shook my head. As we left, I nearly tripped when i Stepped out, because someone stuck their foot out, inwich ended in a fueled argument, demanding payment, wich i assumed was a scam he did, because eventualy, guards came, and we gave him something little.
Coach and I walked for a bit, browsing the goods, and finaly sat down to eat our dinner. I pulled a home made loaf of bread i took from the store, and some cheese and deer meat, (purchased from a small farm in the city)
"hey kid, did I ever tell you about when I brought you back to the group, our first night?"
sencing it was a retorical question, i just listened, stuffing my mouth.
"I brought you back, and as we were staying in a city, I went for food, for the group. And when i came back, they placed you in a old soggy box, with the word FREE inscribed on it." he chuckled, " so i snatched you up, took the food and supplies, and walked."
I realized how lucky i was, with him finding me, and taking me in, and acting like i was his son. I smiled, and was about to speak, when i suddenly remembered my "acer". As I grabbed it out, he realized what i had, and came closer, giving a introduction to what I could do, and it clicked immediatly. fortunatly, I got the charger, because it died right after i played a round of "Pinball" on there.
Just as I got comfy, I realized something was wrong, and so did coach. We were immediatly up, my bag round' my shoulder, and coach, his gun in hand, and his pack on his back. I'd always wondered what was in there. we quietly stalked out of the park, back out of the tents, noticing how loud they still were, they probly didnt notice anything. we got almost out, when the croud got thicker, and louder. suddenly, there was panic everywhere, and it quickly got across that zombies came in mass numbers, and wiped out the guards, and were in the town alreay- infact, from where we were, we could see the wave, biting the weak and the unprepared. its strange, how we think our selfs humain, and zombies, well not, but when we are put together, we act like animals, pushing down others, and killing them, or letting them die, so we can live. coach grabbed my hand, and dragged me out, back where we came from, wich i thought futile, because there was no back exit. Some may have saw us, because a mother and 3 children (one a baby) followed us, crying all the way. (I hadn't the slightest idea what coach would do to them, if he even let them follow, but i assumed he had a family before- he'd understand) we ran, and i saw the shops, the ones i liked, the ones i was in mere hours ago, now stricken by the infection. I glansed back, to see a boomer do its thing, and then what seemed like hundreds of hunters charge, with only one thing on their minds. US. as we ran, I finally saw coach's plan. next to where we ate, there was an old sewer drain. as he sprinted up, he clawed at the drain, got a grip, and lifted it up, just as I got up, but I didnt get in- I swiveled around, grabbed my pistol, waiting for the mother and kids, coach finally noticing them, and i wispered to him, "Target practice" as I squeezed the trigger, getting one straight in the head, as it toppled forwared, slowing them down.
"one- zero" I claimed, Just as he shot of his shotgun, taking out 3 or 4 of them.
"think agian", he chuckled.
Just then, the family got down, and i looked at him, with a "dont be stupid" look, and jumped down, but peered up, to see him pull the trigger, but look back down, with an "worried" look, dropping down his gun, and muttered the word, " jammed." and expecting him to get down now, he smiled, eyed his pack, and grabbed out his treasured item, and my puzzling inquiry. as he dropped the bag, i heard a roar, looked up, and saw coach, with a chain saw, cutting away at the zombies. after what seemed like hours of pain staking gasping, waiting for the one missed cut, that would end his life, when he suddenly cut the engine, and jumped down, sliding the drain shut on the way.
we had our exit.
******** epic yet? good! k, well im all set, see ya!
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