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It was a sunny summer day. Birds where chirping, children where playing. Suddenly a door flew open with a teenager named Jack mumbling as he walked towards his truck. Jack was around 18 years old and had short brown hair. Today he had shorts and a shortsleeve shirt with the sleeves ripped off ; making it a tanktop. He got inside his truck, which was a bright red pickup. He got inside his truck and drove off.......

*BOOM BOOM BOOM!!* *MEDIC!!* *mooan* *plop* *SCREEEEECH* *AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH* *BOOOOSH* *WAAAM!!!*


"oohh" moaned Jack, flickering his eyes trying to focus on what happened. The first thing he noticed was that he was on the ground next to his truck.He got up and looked around. The engine to his truck was somehow on the ground, with wires ripped. There were corpses. Some didn't even look human. Jack walked into a nearby department store. Maybe he could call for help or maybe find somone there. He walked in. "HELLO!!! IS ANYBODY THERE!?!?" Jack screamed into the small building. He thought he heard a clang, but he decided it was his imagination.

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He wandered around the department building, around the electronics section, past the food section, and right past the toy isle. He reached the decorative area, and he heard a low grunt and a loud shatter. Jack peeked around the isle to see a living corpse lurking around. It grunted, looked at jack, and began to come towards him. Jack sat there unable to move, and just stared in horror. The corpse came closer. Close enough to reahc out and touch him. Just as the corpse was about to bite his neck, he snapped out of it and jumped back. Jack punched the corpse in the face; which knocked it down. "Get up you big ol' ugly bitch!" Jack yelled at it. The corpse got back up andstaggered toward Jack. Since jack was in the wrestling team he was good at hand-to-hand fighting. Jack dodged the corpses blows. "NAA NAA NAA NAA cant touch this! DOOO DOOOO!!" sang Jack to the corpses face. The corpse attempted to bite him. Jack pushed the body and it fell into a glass door. Jack looked around for something to hit it with. Anything. He spotted a lamp, grabbed it and wipped it at the body. The body fell backwards out the glass door leading into the garden, shattering it. The corpse's head hit a fence, which was wet and touching a power box. "I wooped yo' ass" said Jack in a harsh tome as the body was being electricuted. It sent off a horrible smell. Then.. Jack began to hear moans..... Lots of them. Jack looked out a window to see thousands of zombies. "AWW CRAP!!!" yelled Jack

wow, nice storry lookin forward to the next part

Jack just sat there and thought of what he could do.

Should he...

A. Board up the department store.
B. Run outside and try to steal a car and drive away.
C. Run to the roof.
D. Run to a new house.

P.S. In every single one he survives so don't hope he dies

ask me id say B get a car aND DRIVE AWAY b b B B B B B B

B it is.

Jack ran to the back and found a jeep. "I hope i still know how to do this" he said while he played with some wires under the steering wheel. The car started "hahaha... yeah.." he said faintly. He got in and drove off. While he was driving, he could hear moans. He didnt know where they where coming from. *puff puff puff puff PUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF* the car groaned and squeaked and then stopped. It was out of gas. "OH COME ON!!!" Jack screamed. "I ONLY GOT LIKE 3 MILES!!!" he yelled. "Maybe theres something in the trunk" he said. He checked the trunk and found a small case. "what have we got here?" he said, opening it. Inside was a small pistol, it was a Glock 18 with 4 full clips (AKA magazines) of ammo. Then he heard a moan. Then another. "aw no.."

Should Jack...

A. Look for the "living dead".
B. Sit there and wait.
C. Run away.

Pretty cool, interactive story!
Try using a few more adjectives to describe the setting.
I vote for C, run like hell!

Jack quickly took the gun and all the ammo. He never used a gun before, so he just put it in his pocket. He ran away and a few of the "walking dead" came out from some bushes. They came towards him. The atmosphere became cold, and it was becoming dark. A eerie series of pitch black clouds rolled from above. Jack knew it was going to rain. Corpses came from everywhere. They sorrounded Jack. He closed his eyes tightly and covered his head and knelt down, as the moaning became louder, and he just began to hear the hearts beating from the corpses rotted chests. Just as Jack knew there was no hope, he heard a gunshot. He opened his eyes and looked around. More gunshots. Hundreds of them. He looked at the zombies. They where being picked off one by one, their heads literally exploding into nothing but brains and blood. He looked to the direction the gunshots came from, and then he began to see a line of Military Soldiers. No, hundreds of them. He was saved. They approached Jack. Jacks first words were: "What the hell are those things?!?!". "They are "Living dead" SIR. They are also known as.. er.. Zombies. SIR" Said a soldier in the front. He appeared to be a Lieutenant. "Are you injured sir?" The lieutanant asked Jack. "No..." he said. "Good come with us." He said as some trucks with canvas covers in the back drove by and stopped. "Get in." said the Lieutanant. "All the survivors are in there." he said as they started marching away. Jack got in the truck and they drove off. He met several survivors in the back of the truck. After a few hours of driving and hearing shooting, the truck finally stopped. A soldier came around the back. "Everyone out. Were making a camp here for the night." He said as everyone began to exit the large truck. The soldiers set up tents and made firepits. They made a sort of "armory" to place their weapons. When everyone else fell asleep, Jack sat in the tent thinking about whats going on. He thought about his friends and family, his girlfriend and his hometown. Outside it began to rain lightly, then it became a total downpour. Jack finally fell asleep at what he guessed was 2:00 A.M.. He woke up to a deep voice yelling: "CALL TO ARMS! CALL TO ARMS! ENEMY UNITS APPROACHING!" as everyone ran out of the tents to the "armory" everyone grabbed a gun decides the civilians and Jack. As jack wished he could help, he remembered he had the gun in his pocket. He pulled it out and slipped the cold clip of ammo into the gun. He pulled the trigger at a zombie. *CLICK*. "Here." said a soldier, as he cocked back the top of the gun. Jack shot at a zombie. *BOOOOOSHH!!* was the sound of the gun as a zombies head flew through the air. All the soldiers began to shoot, but there were too many zombies. Hundreds of soldiers died. Only 4 soldiers and 2 civilians and Jack were left. They ran. They heard a heavy pounding sound behind them. Jack quickly turned around to see a large, heavy, black zombie sprinting towards them on all fours. Jack began to shoot at it. The soldiers turned around and shot at its head. It continued to run towards them at full speed. It got right face-to-face with Jack and slashed jack in the chest with its large deformed hand. No, not a hand. There was no fingers. They grew sharp and pointy, making claws. Just as Jack fell and thought he was going to die, a truck, the same truck with the canvas that he was first in, came by near Jack. Two soldiers came out and shot at the zombie. A civilian distracted it by kicking it between the legs, which, didn't work because its balls rotted away. Then two soldiers from the truck came out from the back and picked up Jack and put him in the back of the truck. Eventually Jack heard a large BOOSH (much louder than a gunshot, more of a pounding sound.) and some "Yeaahh wooohoo!!"s and some "WOOOOOO!!"s Jack sat there and smiled. Then the truck began to move.. and he heard gunshots, Jack guessed they where doing drivebys.. His eyelids began to get heavy..... He drifted off to sleep............

HAHAHAHHA *cracking up* ITS BALLS HAD ROTTED AWAY WHERe THE HELL DO YOU GET THIS STUFF PLZ CONTINEUE HAHAAHAHAHAHA

Jack dreamed about everything being back to normal. He was in a field playing catch with his little brother. Just as he through the baseball back to his little brother, the ball whacked his forehead and he just stared at it. Then he began to grow and grow into adult side, and he turned into one of those hideous "zombies". Then the slightly dead grass and the green trees turned COMPLETELY brown.

brb gonna go crabbing i will edit