Short Story Of A Zombie Apocalypse

My heart is pounding, my chest is starting to tighten and my breaths are becoming shorter. Bending back my blinds, I see nothing but puddles of dark red fluid and vacant streets. Panicking and pacing around the room not knowing what to do or where to go, I just knew I had to get out. The noises that were coming from down the street, seemed to be getting louder as they became closer to my home. A zombie apocalypse, who would’ve known what I thought was only shown on many TV shows today, would soon become my reality.
A scientist caused this horrifying incident by making an outrageous attempt to make a formula that possibly cloned humans. The scientist had no choice but to test the formula on a willing human-being to see if it operated correctly. However, not a soul wanted to risk their well-being and volunteer, without giving it a second thought he tested it on himself. The formula backfired, instead of making a clone it mutated the scientist into something unimaginable, a blood sucking and people chasing Zombie. Watching …show more content…
Instantly, the bright yellow light bulb went off in my head, on the bottom level in my three story house, I have a basement that neither I nor anybody hardly ever went into. In order to get in to the basement, there is a secret door located underneath the unsteady brown hardwood floor of my living room. When reaching for the door, you must remove the third book to the left on the bookshelf. Once the door was opened up I grabbed everything in sight food, drinks, my dog Mango, his favorite Beneful flavored dog food and my pink painted pistol and white customized white shot gun to keep me well sheltered. I pushed the living room couch closer to the basement door, but made sure it wouldn’t draw attention by looking abnormal. Before I slid down to the silver firehouse like pole to enter the basement, I pulled the couch over the door, making sure the door was not visible to the