Rev. Paul Gore's Page

I opened my eyes and there they were.... my family. My mom, dad, little Jenny and even Gram-Gram. All waiting on me to walk outside the house. " Hurry up and get in the car or we'll be late for the movies " My dad was saying. Mom had on her blue glasses that we had bought her for her birthday. I started to run toward the car, but my feet were like lead weights. One of the dead strck his arm around dad's neck and ripped out his throat, blood showering everbody. The dead were all over them,… Continue

daylight.....like that matters anymore. That dammed greenish fog envelops everthing now. I went outside yesterday, the first time in a couple of days. No birds....that was the thing that I noticed right away,this is Arkansas man it's like the middle of nowhere here, there's always birds. But not now no birds. Just gets weirder and weirder man .... I went into town to see if the National Guard had killed all those things yet. When I got there it looked like a scene from freak'n Mad Max. Cars… Continue

I was down in the basement of the church when the priests started screaming. I ran to the top of the stairs. I'm not a coward, but I'm not dead yet either. When I saw the shambling, moaning , bloody dead feasting on the priests , I assimilated pretty quickly that staying there would be "bad." The good side of being from the south is that you can bet your needy butt that at least every other truck, car or house will be a freaking arsinal of guns. Every barn or garage will be full of hammers,… Continue