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Imagine if all of your friends were dead. Sounds like a bad dream, right? Now imagine if in just a matter of hours, you were the only one left alive, and all of your friends that were dead came back, and they came back hungry. For me, this wasn’t a bad dream, but the bleak reality.

I never thought this would be how my life would end. Here I am all alone, barricaded in a high school government classroom. My friends and teachers, well the things that used to be my…

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Imagine if all of your friends were dead. Sounds like a bad dream, right? Now imagine if in just a matter of hours, you were the only one left alive, and all of your friends that were dead came back, and they came back hungry. For me, this wasn’t a bad dream, but the bleak reality.

I never thought this would be how my life would end. Here I am all alone, barricaded in a high school government classroom. My friends and teachers, well the things that used to be my…

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I was about 20 miles north of the smoking remains of Charlotte when I realized I was running low on gas, so I pulled into a gas station just off the campus of Davidson College in Davidson, NC. While I was filling up the tank, I decided I should grab some food and drinks from inside. I topped off the tank, and grabbed my HK from the passenger seat of the Camero.

When I go to the door, I slowly pushed it open and could see the blood on the floor. Then I heard a low moan coming from the back… Continue

What I saw amazed me. Through the scope, I could see my dad on top of the Expedition holding off twenty or more zombies with nothing but two pistols. I realized I had to do something, so I flipped open my phone and called him.

“Hello?” he answered.

“Dad! I see you I’m about fifty yards away behind a pathfinder parked on the left side of the street. I got a plan to get you out of there. Wait for my distraction and slid into the car through the sunroof,” I told him.

“Ok, what’s the… Continue