Where Trees Don’t Grow - By Zoe V

I head out of my bunker with a gas mask on, and then I quickly shut the bunker’s doors and walk to the store - by all the broken, demolished houses.

Everything was silent as I got flashlight batteries, water, ham and some chocolate. I leave the store and go back inside my messy, smelly and dirty bunker. I start to clean up and put away food. ___________

List for today

Clean✔️

Survive✔️

Drink✔️

Eat✔️

Shop✔️

Secure base❌

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I head out and get some barbed wire, then line my base with it. After I head back inside and take a nice cozy nap with no fear of anything hurting me...well, that was until I realized there were more zombies!

The next day I woke up to banging, and I open my bunker to see a zombie. Immediately I slash at it with my pocket knife and it just runs away? How? Why? Zombies never do that- they’re never THAT smart! I close the bunker doors and think about what just happened.

The next morning I get up and put on my gas mask and then head outside. There’s zombies everywhere so I take out my machete and go on a walk, zombies charge at me so I just finish 'em off, simple.

All of a sudden I hear a huge roar and it was this huge zombie that looked like it was made out of ink, so I ran back to my bunker and hid in it. I was shaking at what I just saw until I heard a huge bang and get out. There the zombie grabbed me and I swung at it then it dropped me, so I started running away, but more zombies started crowding, I looked back at the huge ink Zombie and swooped at it with a few hits.

A while later I was still in the fight and I got thrown at a house. I couldn’t see much as it was all a blur but I was able to make out the ink zombie and before I could even breathe normally again it just grabbed me and threw me again, so...that was the last thing I’ve ever been able to see, me in a pile of rubbish and demolished house mixed into it..

The End.