Personal Narrative: The Zombie Apocalypse

It is obvious that they were in the white house, since they announced to the public that they’re the new United States government. They also said somehow they can control the zombies, so that people shouldn’t resist. Anyway, our crew got into the white house basement secretly with the assist with an Ex Secret Service Commander. There were zombies all over the place, but we managed to kill them all quietly using knives and arrows. When we got upstairs we saw 10 men having a meeting. They looked surprised, but they remained calm and

What I was before I became what I am, I do not care. You really want to know, don't you? All right, I'll tell you a little story. I was human

A deadly virus has spread through out my whole school and I’m the only survivor , I need a plan to escape. Most of the students and teachers left their laptops and phones here, my plan was to get every electronic device and play a certain song out load on every device. This will attract the zombies and I will be able to escape through the window. Once I jumped out I ran to my car and started the engine. My plan is to go to Walmart and then travel to Dicks sporting good for weapons every week. The top five things I’ll bring with me to say alive is food, water, weapons, health supplies, and people. If you want to survive a zombie apocalypse you have to be able to work with other survivors. I’ll hide in high ground due to the fact that I’ll have

It all started with me trying to get into a gang. I was 12 and there was a local gang that all the boys my age dreamt of being in. Their leader, his nickname was Squints, was tough. There was about 9 of them at that time. When I asked him, it was at the local gas station.

Sitting in a hospital waiting room, alone, afraid; and waiting for the news; would she be ok? Would she even survive? My nerves were out of control; my heart was beating through my chest, you could literally see it thumping through my top. The beads of sweat racing down my forehead, as if I was in the middle of the Safari dessert. I have been an athlete my entire life, yet I have never felt so physically drained. I look around, my eyes opening, then closing; as if I am coming in and out of consciousness, then suddenly echoed words begin to ring around my ear drums….” Sir…...sir, can you hear me? Sir please, we need to know what happened. We need to know what happened to her. Maybe my motionless state showed my

Looking through the dusty back window of the 1998 Volkswagen we were in, I sat and watched the colony disappear from view as the dark night began to swallow it whole. I had wanted to leave for forever, but there was always a firm grasp which kept me there, my family. A single tear slips from my eye, rolls down my wind-burnt cheek, and clings tightly to my chin before its final descent into the open air. As a child, I too clung tightly to familiarity, but now, with my future at stake, it's time to flee, to leave behind everything, and embrace the rush of the unknown. I reach my hand across the center console and rest it on the back of Ethan’s soft hand. The warmth of his love momentarily fills the lull in my heart where my

I was staring into the eyes of that zombie. They were gray, dead, emotionless, and looking back at me.

Lillian Hendrickson and her family were in this run down paper factory for twenty years. When Lillian first got trapped in this building she was four years old. Her parents both worked in this paper factory and when they heard the zombie apocalypse was coming they grabbed Lillian and her brother, Liam. The zombie apocalypse was the cause of aliens coming and giving humans a “remedy” so they could resurrect loved ones. Everyone thought these aliens were very kind, but when they realized that their resurrected loved ones tried to bite them they got the idea that they weren’t. The whole world was in panic mode. With in four hours more than half of the world's population was a zombie. That brings us to present time where the apocalypse has ended

The zombie apocalypse had come hard and fast, taking the world and its inhabitants by storm. I would like to say biggest worry had been for those around me, for the future, and how I would survive. That hadn’t been the case, however. My biggest concern had steamed from needing a weapon.

Being the logical person that I am, surviving a population growth of zombies at my school would not be a real struggle. Other students my age would not hesitate to either hide in the most sophisticated of places, or run with gusto, and scream with all their might, chainsaw in hand, as they try to defend their fellow classmates. I, on the other hand, would take the better mannered approach. As a teenager, I have been taught all of my life to make new friends, and always be polite. So there would be no hiding for me. Instead, I would be socializing. Zombies aren’t dead and the chances of being killed rather than turned into an undead human by people that you know from school, walking dead or not, are slim. There is no point in living a life as

Imagine watching the news as usual before heading to work one morning. Suddenly, the words “breaking news” flashes on screen. A reporter gives horrific details of a virus that has broken out in the nearest major city, causing people to attack and eat anyone near them. They avoid the words but the unavoidable truth of the matter is on everyone’s minds; the zombie apocalypse has begun. Widespread panic sets in among the neighborhood, and it is apparent no one has a clue as to what to do next. Do not let emotions overrule logic, though, as panic is the quickest killer. Remembering what to do when the outbreak begins, when enduring the dangers of travel, and when seeking out a long-term shelter are the best way to avoid

Survival supplies are the first thing needed to stock up on. The more time spent on planning for when disaster strikes, the better off one will be. There are a few categories of supplies needed to start thinking about and stocking up on; supplies for basic survival and supplies to be able to just get by. Basic survival supplies would be items such as jugs of water, canned food, a sleeping bag, medication, and a bag to carry everything. Stocking up on water could mean the difference between life and death. A zombie may be able to kill you out in the open, but “dehydration can kill you in three hours in harsh environment-snowy days- and after three days you will need water or you will perish” (Binns). Canned goods are processed to be able to retain water, protect against bacteria growing inside of the can ruining the food. Canned goods have a very long shelf life, and eating right out of the can is possible.. These features make canned food great for survivors whom are always on the run with no time so sit down and cook. Sleeping bags are a good on-the-go way to be able to lay insulated and protected, even in the out doors. Many sleeping bags are fiber sacks, which keep warm even in harsh winter weathers. I recommend keeping the bag unzipped incase of the need for quick escape. Although blankets keep you warm in shelter, they won’t be protective in a harsh winter’s storm. Medication: another essential in

Sitting in an old fold-out wooden chair, Brett began to tell me the things that I should expect. He had removed my restraints, and I laid weak and tired on the floor by his feet. The things he told me kept me in awe, and I couldn't believe this was really happening to me. He told me about how I could hear through sound proof walls. And about how the werewolf virus caused an olfactory mutation – the olfactory is the part of your nose that picks up odors and the different aromas or scents traveling through the air.

Random zombie apocalypse at my school? Not really surprising considering the food that's served at lunch. First things first, as soon as I figured out about the zombies roaming the halls I would find some form of protection. I am assuming there are no ways to leave the school so I would make my way to our world history/ancient artifacts classroom where there are older weapons are kept. Yes, I would be using priceless historical items, but then again I want to live. The next two things I would be worried about are food, and a safe place to hide. I would make my way up to the library where there are very heavy doors that I even have trouble opening at times, and I’m not even a zombie. On top of that the doors lock which pretty much make it impossible

If my school has been overrun with zombies I would bring 5 things to help me stay alive. One would be food, of course I need to eat to survive, if the zombies do not get me first. Another would be water, I need to stay hydrated so I will have energy. Another one would be weapons, such as maybe a gun and/or knife. Also I would bring gear to put on my body to help keep the zombies from killing me. Lastly I would brings stuff to keep me warm if it is cold, such as jackets, blankets, and firewood, plus things to light the fire with. If my school was overrun with zombies I would hide out in the closet of a classroom, the janitor's room, the gym equipment room, the locker rooms, and the office(which is under construction right now). I would hide