Romans & histoires I Am A Zombie

I felt really strange,just then I saw a bunch of people coming into the room,they looked like zombies and they all had a weapon with them. Some had axe,some knifes,some cutlasses,some shovel. They all came at me with something that would definitely kill me if they wanted it to. I tried once again to get up or even shout for help but it still did not work. They were still coming at me with angry faces and a dangerous weapon. In the middle of these zombies,I saw my past self(that is Amelia) and my mother. They ran towards me and for a second I thought they were going to help me out. But my past self opened her mouth and said in a high pitched electrical voice. "We trusted you with this Amelia,

she replied, "I'm worried about Jason." "Jason, why?" asked Zane. "He was so enlightened when he found out that his Mom is alive. Mr. Del Estrella told me about his behavior before the incident happened," Raine added, "He told me that he was hopeless and was feeling down. He can't eat nor sleep. That is why he keeps on checking him." "The thing is, I know the feeling of losing a love one. I lose my whole family," she added. "When we tell him the truth, his heart will be shattered. I'm worried of what he might do."

“When you were in the coma, your brain was resting. Healing, as much as it could. But now that you’re awake—fully active—the trauma is flaring up. Like a sleeping volcano. We can’t predict how bad it is until all the test results come in.” I nod. I nod like I understand. Like I’m not splintering into a thousand pieces inside. I stand up. My limbs feel foreign, heavy, rubbery. The room feels too small and too bright. I walk out in a daze. Anna’s already gone. I asked her too, and thank goodness. I don’t think I can take it if anyone sees me like this. Broken. I am a zombie of myself. I don’t even feel the air biting.

To Lucas, a Level 8 Zombie was just too weak. Lucas spun around to look at Lora who was staring at him with a terrified face. "Are you scared?" Lucas was curious as he looked at Lora. "Se… senior, you were just bitten by a zombie," said Lora, fearfully. Lucas thought about what kind of other stuff she was about to tell him. Lucas was immune to the zombie virus. Hence, the zombie virus would not do him any harm. "No worries, the zombie virus does me no harm," said Lucas.

"Hear you screaming like a little bitch!" Brian cringed with a look of hurt on his face. He gasped and then rolled off the bed. Maybe I went a little too far with that one. "You know how I feel about that." He said. His voice was unsteady. Real mature, I thought. He was going to pull the victim card on me. Really! "And how do you think I feel dating a zombie?" Brian gasped. "What does that even mean?" "It means," I said. "You are the most inactive fuck on earth."

“Th-there must be another way. We can save him right?” My friends looked confused. “Zelda, he's an Aleni.” Zeke pointed out. “But he was always so nice to me.” I breathed. “I think he's misunderstood.” “Babe, as much as that can be true...he can't stay with us if he's a Zombie.” Penn squeezed my thigh. “It's not safe.” “There must be something we can do!” Cedric exclaimed. “Right, Mom? We can do something?” “Cedric, I'm sorry, but we can't.” Nova sighed. “He's already been bitten. By sundown, he'll be a completely different person...he'll be a Zombie.”

It was surrounded by those 'walkers', stumbling around like they were in a trance. "What are they?" He breathed out, staring in disbelief. He chugged some water, letting out a sigh of hydrated relief. "They call them walkers." She pointed the screen down slightly to allow him to see easier and switched to the website she was reading. "There's information on them, finally." As Adam read, she watched his expression change from confused to terrified. "This is like an actual zombie movie." He spluttered, barely able to get his words out. Behind them, a stirring caught their attention.

Of course, I do fear something happened to her, but I believe she is still alive. For the last nine months, I’ve been searching for her. Raiding camps she might be in. having my horde report anyone who might look like her. I’m going to fucking find her. Lacey is mine. I hate to say it, but I miss her. She is the only human thing left of me. Not that I was much of a human before I was a zombie. My darker personality has only enhanced since I turned. I’m ruthless now. I kill without thought or care. I enjoy killing and the sport that it is.

"Dr. Cloude, two more wanderers have been discovered in Zone B7." I raised an eyebrow. "The same pair as before?" "Yes," he replied in a hushed tone. "The man is partially blind. The woman is completely zombified but still conscious. She's restrained." For the past year, Hans and Winnie had wandered like ghosts around the perimeter of various safe zones. The side effects of the first-generation vaccine had turned Winnie into a conscious zombie, while Hans stubbornly took her everywhere seeking medical help. "Should we expel them?"

The memory of that time flashed, fueling my determination. With every breath, I feel the power surging within me. The anticipation is almost unbearable, and I can't help but smirk at the thought of their shocked faces when they realize the true extent of my strength. I stood in front of my army, my eyes scanning the sea of faces before me. I had a plan, one that would ensure my success and guarantee the humans' defeat. With a swift motion, I raised my hands, dividing my army into two distinct groups. On one side, I had the mindless zombies - creatures created by mixing different chemicals. They were empty vessels, devoid of thought or reason. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of disdain for