Personal Narrative: The Zombie Apocalypse

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It was a ordinary morning, I left my house at 7 AM to the sound of birds chirping in the crisp autumn air. On my way to school, I noticed that the streets where strangely empty as opposed to the usual morning commute. Even stranger was that the parking lot was completely empty. I shuffled through the halls searching for some form of life; instead, I only found death. Standing with his back to me was my friend Joey; I called out to him, but when he turned I saw the horrifying face of the undead. He ran towards me, carrion falling from his body. At that moment I knew that the Zombie Apocalypse had come; luckily, I had prepared for this day, and had a stash of supplies in the physics

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