Personal Narrative: I Walk Like A Zombie Apocalypse

People have always thought out a plan for a zombie apocalypse, but most people don’t overthink it like I do, and in my opinion overthinking is going to save my life. I have thought of a full proof plan that will keep me alive for a full average life for a human. My plan consist of traps and strategies that will be remarked as clever and witty.

I know I have said/written this often, but Dead End Apocalypse was one of the OCR races I considered a “bucket list/must do” race. Originally my schedule was to race Warrior Dash on Saturday in the state of Pennsylvania and finish early and get on the road and arrive to Canada nice and early on Saturday, but with a few days prior to the race weekend, I decided I wanted to also race at Tough Mudder, which was also in the state of Pennsylvania (near Pittsburgh), but was over a 300 mile drive from the Warrior Dash venue/event. I decided it was worth the driving and ended up doing both races on Saturday and then driving to Canada (yet again) later at night and arriving after 1:30 AM.

I wake up at five every single morning. I need to in order to provide for my family, my boss closes off the factory at six every morning. If I do not make it to work on time I will be fined a twopence and not get paid for the day. My favorite part about my schedule is before I go off to labor. Everyone from my apartment is out and stirring, drinking hot cocoa and having a great time before their miserable day. Around half past eight, we settle down and eat breakfast after a solid hour and a half of work. I bring my lunch to work since we only have half hour break and I live too far away. I never have to worry about hot water though because my boss always supplies us. At five minutes to nine the bell sounds and we are back to work. I continue

Have you ever been really scared before? I have, especially at six flags 2016 during fright fest. When my friends Kennedy, Adel, Skyla and I got off of the ride “Medusa ” the zombies were everywhere. I knew the zombies weren't real but ever since I was little they always scared me. Then I finally said to myself that it was time not to be so scared.

Max woke up with a muddy face next to a neon light sign labeled “Bobbies Grill”. As he gets up he wonders where he his,but the last thing he remembers was being in his room getting ready to play the brand new game “Zombie Battle Arena”. As he sits there thinking about what's going on he gets one crazy idea “I’m in the game.” At first he thinks it’s a silly idea then he thinks it could be possible,and then it hit him he has to get ready for when the zombies come. The first thing he does is run inside of Bobbies and tries to find something to use to protect himself,but all he could find was a baseball bat and he thought to himself “It will have to do.”

The further they had walked up the incline the faster they all seemed to heal, and by the time the first of the zombies had made it to the top of the hill where the locomotive waited patiently for them they had been fully put back whole again. Their moans and cries were now replaced with chatter, murmurs, whispers, and even excitement. The slow, agonizing, forced-march shuffle of their battered corpses had become replaced by the fluid movements of able-bodied human beings once more.

Writing down all the things that I do each day week has been an opportunity to see what I do every day. I started this week with waking up early each day. From 4:00-6:30 in the morning I am getting ready to go to school and eat breakfast. Then from 6:45-10:45 I was doing some schoolwork. After that I would eat lunch and that took about thirty minutes. After lunch I would do more school assignments until 2:45 and then I would start cooking. Once I am done cooking, eating and doing the dishes I would continue doing school work until the next day. Most of my time has gone to doing my school work; my personal tracker says that I am always doing school work and I really did not do anything else that week. I only went out when I volunteered on Tuesday

The taste of burning hot cheese and tomato melts in my mouth. It’s surprisingly delicious considering Dad made it. Dad clearly thinks so too as he won’t stop going on about it. My attention slowly starts to die, I see Dad’s lips moving but I’m so out of it I can’t hear a word spilling out of his cheese covered mouth. I start to wonder where my sister Peyton is. She was expected home half an hour ago and she’s never late.

When I get home, I fix a snack, watch TV and complete my homework. Afterwards I fix dinner then relax with my family. Later, I bring my dog in from outside and take a shower. I usually complete all of my homework by five thirty, except for when I study. When I watch tv, i watch it for about four to five hours except on Mondays and Tuesdays, when I watch wrestling. I have to wash dishes during the week to keep them from piling up I mostly have to have them done at least by eight each

Everybody has daily routine. I also have my daily routine. I get up early morning about 5:30 p.m. After personal hygeine. everybody has daily routine. I also have my daily rotine. I get up early morning about 5 everybody has daily routine. I also have my daily routine. I get up early in the morning about 5 p.m. after doing my personal hygein. I go to kitchen and make breakfast for my family members according to their choice. After this I take my breakfast and then pack lunch box and bag for my kid and my husband. Then i drop my kid to school. After kid and husband leave. I clean my house and washind clothes and then take bath. After this, i prepare lunch. After having lunch i sleep half an hour. I also listen music during my rest hour. Around

I am quite sure that almost all people, young and old have learned to crawl when they were a toddler. Crawling is just one step away from walking (pun intended) which most people must learn to do. What makes my story so different from everybody else's starting to crawl story? Well for one I learned right after my parents were able to bring me to the hotel room they were staying at from the orphanage in China and my dad used the power of Cheerio's and toys to motivate me. Interesting? ... I thought so.

Last year was a good year for us zombie lovers, with a few unique zombie movies such as Scouts Guide to the Zombie Apocalypse on the circuit. With the release of Pandemic, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, and Resident Evil: The Final Chapter, 2016 is looking promising as well. And the prospect of the release of An Accidental Zombie (Named Ted) and World War Z 2 has me wishing 2017 would arrive sooner.

This old desk won’t look like much to most. It’s old, scratched up, and out of style. To me, it’s everything I remember about my Grandmother, who has passed, and my Grandfather, who will outlive us all. Every drawer in this desk had a purpose, no junk drawers here. Pens, paper and other office necessities in the center drawer, unpaid bills in the top left drawer, envelopes and stamps in the top right drawer, important documents in the center drawers, saved greeting cards in the left bottom drawer, and after I gave birth to Mikhail, some of Mikhail’s favorite toys in the bottom left hand drawer (just to make sure he could always get to them). Since I was 15 and until they moved from California, with the addition of Mikhail’s drawer, the

I am _____ , that day when I was walking down the hall I did not know what was happening. I thought I was gonna walk to class, finish the school day, and then go home. But that is not what happened at all, not even close. What really happened is as I walked down the hall a person in a black hoodie pulled out a handgun, shot me , then ran away. It was all very dramatic, everyone around me turned I slowly looked down and realized there was a bullet hole in my chest. People crowed around as I fell to the ground ,some girls screamed others cried but I stayed still. A parimedict picked me up and carried me out, but I knew it was to late. I was already dead.

A typical day starts as so: I begin my typical school day at seven am, when my phone, which has been plugged in and charging for the past eight plus hours, blares me awake with my alarm. I usually try and stay in bed as late as possible, because they still haven’t turned the heat on in my apartment and I find it dreadful to crawl out of my loft bed into the freezing cold. Once I am finally up, I will turn off the lamp underneath my bed, which I leave on all night, and switch on the lights for my room. From there, I will choose my clothes, and then brush my teeth and essentially get ready for the day. If I have extra time, I love to bring lunch to school, so I will prep some veggies and bread to take with me, along with whatever fruits I have laying around the house (usually apples from my roommates farm upstate, but lately I have been digging