I killed my best friend third period, I killed my favorite teacher fourth, by fifth period I was not sure if I was dead too. The night before everything ended I stayed up watching “The Walking Dead.” What a coincidence, I wish Rick Grimes would attend my school. I’ve seen too many zombie movies so I know what to do. The bad thing is that I didn’t possess any guns, my best friend would now be a broken broom. I guess living in Texas is not so bad in a zombie apocalypse, a lot of guns, right? That would be a problem for another time. I had to run somewhere safe. There is not easy access to high points like a roof in the school. The cafeteria? Its underground, not a good idea. The second floor of the STEM building might work, there’s no classes
