Zombies and Nazis
I was running around the streets, surprisingly healthy, judging by the fact it was me… when I realised. I was actually different to normal. I was shorter, thinner. Blonde and had blue eyes. Even worse, I was aware I had a tattoo on my back which symbolised me as being a nazi! I wandered about the streets for a while, when somebody shouted at me to hide somewhere, because there were zombies about! I kept running about, keeping mobile, trying to refer to my zombie survival guide. I ran into a tall partment building, but as soon as people saw the tattoo on my back, I was kicked out. I kept running around, until I fund a place willing to give me temporary sanctuary. I gratefully accepted it, then I was showed down a set of steps. This was a long set of stairs, and it led to two rooms. I walked into one of them, where I became friends with the children already in there. However, I got increasingly hot so I took my shirt off, and my tattoo was seen. They kicked me out of that room, and into the other. This room was more cramped, and there was only 2 people in it, unless you included me, then there were 3. One was very ill, and the other wanted to escape, but neither could. I walked out of the room to go and talk to the guy upstairs, but he had shot himself through the head. He had his pistol in his mouth and there was a hole through the back of his skull. I ran out of the building, scared. I was running around the streets, where I decided it would be good to hide in people’s gardens. One of them had a very long conservatory. I walked inside, and I ended up meeting a guy I knew last year at school called John. It turned out that the conservatory and house was his, and that I was welcome to stay a while. I decided it would be best that I go, but when i found out it was the dog’s feeding time, I offered to help. I was given a slice of spam, and had to give it to them. I gave one of them a slice, and all 3 of them were on me, grabbing at my leg and stuff. I finally managed to escape from the dogs, but I was now out of the house. I decided it would be best to keep travelling along the streets. Eventually, I came across a dock, where I saw a boat leaving port. My grandma and cousin were on board, and recognised me. They called out to me, and I realised I had to get onto that boat. I ran over to a lamp-post and swung myself around it, then let go, propelling myself through the air and onto the deck of the boat. I had landed right on target, next to my grandma and cousin. The boat journey sped up, and I realised I was no longer the blonde haired, blue eyed nazi child, because now i fit in, and when we arrived home, I told my family about the zombies. They just laughed and said they didn’t believe the stories. I believed them, however, and decided it would be best to pack a bag and leave home. I walked up to my room, opened a cupboard and pulled out my school bag. I somehow managed to stuff all of my clothes into this bag, and there was still room! I reached up into my top cupboard and pulled down all of my old hats, and put them in aswell. I looked around for more of my life to put into the bag, and then I woke up for school.
The Zombie Horror/Comedy!
I was in bed with this HOT HOT HOT HOT drools excessively HOT woman, having sex, obviously, and then she hears a strange sound behind us. We both stop and i look behind us, to see a zombie stood there. the zombie had a huge grin on its face, a video camera in one hand, and with the other hand it was… erm… playing with itself… anyway, while it was busy i grabbed a gun out of the desk beside the bed and shot it through the head. It didn’t die however, so i ran out of the house butt naked. Somehow i leave the house fully clothed, and meet up with my friends, who are all being besieged by zombies. Of course, my arch rivals are also being attacked. One kid, called David (rival) was fighting some zombies, but they all overpowered and raped him. yes, they RAPED him. The same happened for all my other rivals, and afterwards they were ripped apart. My friends on the other hand, did much better. One of them put up a very good fight, but was eventually bitten. Luckily however, the bite did not infect him, because these zombies don’t infect with their bite. They infect through the same methods as AIDS. Sexually, and through blood. Through birth and breast milk may have been possible, but really, how many zombies are pregnant? none. So anyway, all of my friends survive, except for a couple, David (yes, a different David) and Thomas. They both died well and did not get raped by the undead. After a long fight, we discover that the zombies are easy to order around, so we just order them to leave us alone.
That’s all for now… but later i’ll post some more.
weird dream.