All Blog Posts Tagged 'reading' (7)

                             Zombiefied

                            by Cory King

Note from author: I wrote it in first person from Cory's point of veiw. I started to write this when I was twelve. I spent a lot of time…

Entry #4

It has been two days since the runner killed Bobby. The houses that we searched on W North Street in Pontiac, Illinois yielded some crackers and expired soup, which I ate since Henry was old and Maria was the woman of the group. One of the houses actually had a baseball bat and and Colt .45 pistol without any ammo. The rest of them consisted of furniture and electronics, except for one that had waterproof matches and kitchen knives. We used the furniture of one of the houses…

Entry #3

We are finally out of fuel just outside of Pontiac, Illinois. Henry, Maria, Bobby, and I have been practically starved to death this week, only finding the occasional stash of food inside of an abandoned car. Three times Henry had to shoot down runners that found us while we were searching for food. It took seven of his shells to lay all of the zombies to rest, pushing his total down to eleven shells. It turns out that Henry's truck didn't have as much gas in it as we thought…

Entry #2

I couldn't believe that Macon, Illinois had fallen to the infected. All of the citizens were either completely devoured or infected, as far we know. Oh, yeah. We. In my group there's Henry, an old school janitor from Macon. He has the gun and is the defender of our little group. He's also the driver. He has gray hair and brown eyes and is about 49 years old. Bobby and Maria are the other two members of my closely knit group. They are married, each looking quite similar to…

Entry #1

It all started when I was at my home, simply reading a book by the glare of the lamplight. THE STAND by Stephen King was not the best choice since I had a nasty habit of not being able to put a book down and THE STAND was over 1000 pages long. I barely noticed the postings in the newspaper that year and I simply did not take the time to read them as I worked at a gas station in Macon, Illinois and I needed to shove in more hours to help my bother get bailed from jail sooner.…

The barricade is stable.

We stopped them in the court yard.…

"Seriously?" Carlos called to me from the front of the store. "More soda?"

"Don't judge me kid," I called back. "I'm a man, and men have needs."

I was browsing the refrigerator aisle, looking for a few bottles of Vanilla Coke, when I heard the shattering of glass back towards the front of the store. I…