"G-Grace?" My best friend, whom I was staying the summer break with in Georgia, called softly. Shortly after I got here, the "green flu" had spread. I was scared,
honestly. I turned around to a pale, crying, bloody girl. I knew immediately what had happened. "Oh.. Luna. Luna.. please.. no..
God.. No." I whimpered. It had just been me and her for a week.
"I- I... Please, leave. I don't want to hurt you. I know I'm going to... turn. Please. Leave." She whispered. I got the hell out of there. The place was going to be full of it. God. What am I supposed to do? Calm down, Grace. Calm down. I heard radios.. the..
where, dammit? I grabbed my green checkered bookbag, and started walking. I ran into a mechanic after about two days. "Hey.. hey,
girl." He said, gently, in a southern accent. "Hm?" I knew it was weird for a 14 year old to walk around, but it's a zombie apocalypse, what's normal? "You know what's going on. God damn zombie apocalypse. You're not... infected, are you?" I shake my head no, shyly. "Come with me, girl. What's your name?"
honestly. I turned around to a pale, crying, bloody girl. I knew immediately what had happened. "Oh.. Luna. Luna.. please.. no..
God.. No." I whimpered. It had just been me and her for a week.
"I- I... Please, leave. I don't want to hurt you. I know I'm going to... turn. Please. Leave." She whispered. I got the hell out of there. The place was going to be full of it. God. What am I supposed to do? Calm down, Grace. Calm down. I heard radios.. the..
where, dammit? I grabbed my green checkered bookbag, and started walking. I ran into a mechanic after about two days. "Hey.. hey,
girl." He said, gently, in a southern accent. "Hm?" I knew it was weird for a 14 year old to walk around, but it's a zombie apocalypse, what's normal? "You know what's going on. God damn zombie apocalypse. You're not... infected, are you?" I shake my head no, shyly. "Come with me, girl. What's your name?"