There Is No Excape - first chapter
77 days ago
If anyone had ever told me that my entire life would change course between one heartbeat to the next, I would have laughed. From blissful, tragic and innocent to ruined? Please.
But that’s all it took. One heartbeat, a blink, a breath, a second, and everything I knew and loved was gone.
On the night of my 19th birthday I lost the Mother I loved, the sister I adored and the father I never understood until it was too late. Until that one heartbeat my entire world collapsed around me and a new one took shape around me.
My father was right. Monsters who walk among us.
At night these living dead, these... zombies rise from their graves, and they crave what they had lost. Life. They´ll feed on you. Then infect you. Then kill you. If that happens, you will rise from your grave. It´s an endless cycle, like a mouse running into a barbed wheel, bleeding and dying as those sharp tips dig deeper and deeper with no way to stop the lethal momentum.
These zombies feel no fear, know no pain, but they hunger. Oh, do they hunger. There´s only one way to stop them – but I cant tell you how. You´ll have to be shown. What I can tell you is we must fight the zombies to disable them. To fight them we must get close to them. To get close to them you have to be brave and a whole lot crazy.
But you know what? I´d rather the world consider me crazy while I go down fighting than spend my life hiding from the truth. Zombies are real. They´re out there.
If you aren´t vigilant, they’ll get you too.
So, Yeah. I should of listened to my father. He warned me over and over again to never go out at night. Never to venture to the cemetery and never, under any circumstances, to trust someone who wants you to do either. He should have taken his own advice, because he trusted me and I convinced him to do both.
I wish I could go back and do a thousand things differently. I´d tell my sister no. I´d never beg my mother to go talk to my dad. I´d stop my tears from falling. I´d zip my lips and swallow those hateful words. Or, barring all of that I´d hug my sister, my mom and my dad for one last time. I´d tell them I love them.