Personal Narrative-Zombie Apocalypse

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Drip, drop, boom. Drip, drop, boom. Late in the evening, these are the only audible sounds. I am safe from the zombies, but always surrounded by people preparing. It constantly rains, sunlight has long since faded into a memory. I lost count of days, weeks, and months. I do not know the year or even the time of day. Outside the window, towards the unknown, there is just gray mist and airy clouds. The air is sticky; I can feel it suffocating and hugging my dried up skin.
I really should be preparing like the rest, as nobody knows what each new day will bring.
Waking up is a chance, we do not know when the zombies will finally bring to the war to us. We built a shelter in the forest away from the city and civilization when the war first began. …show more content…
All I can think is “run, fire, leave the house!” The iron-like smell of blood, the cries of the dying, and the screams of terror is only a second thought as I race through and out the house. Finally out of reach from the zombies, we run across the rotten soil and through the steady rain. Even though we are no longer inside a house, we are free. Finally smelling the air, it is refreshing and open. We truly do not have to live in fear anymore, or dread each day, because we are out in the wilderness. There are no constraints, no rules; just survive with each other. We no longer need a routine, because change is here. Previously we lived by a strict pattern, but now we get to experience it and truly grow as people. We learned tactics, as we studied how to survive and even have theories on how to stop the war. It is our time to win back the world, because we are free. With a sense of hope, I eye my friends with a smile because we survived our first real battle and now can further succeed. Of course, people did die and we had casualties. Our leaders and many friends are gone, but fifteen people survived. We trained hard and now can join the war. Previously, back in the shelter, we were outsiders who were afraid. Now,
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