Summary Of Jackson Larson's Narrative Fiction

One week later

"Sir, the zombies are here," Jackson Larson informed the force general, General Watson. He nodded his head, calling his men to get their weapons at the arsenal, specifically shotguns, assault rifles, and bows and arrows.

"Thank you for telling us. Go home to protect your family while we take them down," General Watson told Jackson, nodding to Rose.

The Larson 's turned around to head home, hand in hand. Once they exited the room they were in, they headed for the arsenal. They entered the room, seeing the person they wanted to see most, their son, Ezra. Rose was the first to spot her son. She ran over to him, Jackson following close behind.

"Mom, what are you doing here?" Ezra asked, getting a shotgun. He put it on his shoulder to get ready to fight.

"Tell Andi I love her too in case I get bit," he made his parents promise him that. They soon left, leaving the force to do their business.

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Samuel walked into his father 's office to find tons of weapons on his desk and on the wall. He picked out a revolver, sniper, a knife, and an El Diablo. Andrea acquired a bow and arrow, a pistol, and an AK-47. They put them in their backpacks, along with food supplies, clothes, blankets, and ammo.

"I guess this is it, huh?" Andi said as they were walking out of their house. Samuel closed the door behind them with a nod.

"Yep. We can do this, you know. Let 's go find your parents," Samuel stated, walking down the street. Andrea took one last glance at the house. She knew that this was going to be the last time she was going to live there, or even see it. But, she promised herself that she won 't stop until she found her parents. She nodded, assuring herself that it 's going to be okay and that she can do this.

"I can 't believe we 're doing this," Andrea said, catching up to Samuel.

"It was your idea, remember?" He chuckled lightly. She punched his shoulder softly, sticking her tongue out at him. He rolled his eyes, a small smile spreading across