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fist and started pounding at his face, but it was like he felt nothing. All that drinking must had made him immune.
"Christ Anny, ya as beautiful as the day I married ya. " He said and reached over to unbuttoned her robe.
"No! I'm not Anny! I am Gabriella!"
"Wha dya say, Anny?" He palmed her flat stomach and looked at her with such lust in his eyes.
"Oh My God..." she screamed and punched him hard in the throat, causing him to released her as her body dropped to the ground. Turning over, she start to crawl away from her soon-to-be rapist, but he grabbed her ankles and yanked her toward him. The next thing she knew, his disgusting hands was over her bottom and he was squeezing it.
"Anny, ya haven't changed the day ya died. Why did ya have to anga me? Why did ya have to leave. I woulda had change, Anny. You shoulda stay. I'm sorry I kill ya, but now no one can have ya, Anny. Now No. One. Can. Have. Ya. " he said and started to unbuckle his pants.

Bri started to become more frantic as time went by and she wasn't going to let this stranger deflowered her like trash. With all her strength she could muster, she crawled over to the dresser and removed one of the guns he brought. Holding it up into the air, she aimed it directly at his heart.
"Anny, put down that dang blasting gun and come over here to serve me." he said.
"I am not Anny!" she screamed and shot him dead center in the heart.
John fell back and hit his head on the bed post behind him. His chest wound was releasing large amounts of blood and his eyes was darkening until they became red as well.
She knew that sooner or later, John would be another freak and she wasn't going to die so soon.
She cocked the gun at his head and shot it until he hit the floor face first.

Gabriella let out a sigh of relief and laid on her back. Tears started to come out of her eyes and her arm rose to cover them.
"I'm tired of this deceit. Whenever I get on my feet, something happen. I am tired of putting my trust into people just to realize that they will continue to let me know I exist in this horrible world... "

(Sorry for this. I tried to maintained PG as possible. Chapter 6 will be soon).


Chapter 6: The Calm After the Storm


Many things happened since she last went to school. There were a zombie invasion that probably wiped out half of Connecticut and probably on the rise to slaughtered the other states. There was also the death of her mother that Gabriella wished she could had foreshadowed because she would had prevented the death. Lastly, she almost got rape by some psycho maniac. These are the things that was an obstacle in her life, and she wondered why she didn't let her mother kill her. Being unable to feel anything would had been wonderful. There was probably a gateway to heaven for her.

Why don't you kill yourself?

The voice in her head said.
"Because, all these events in my life are proving that I exist. I am not dead like them. The pain and suffering I experienced is all because they want me to see I am alive."
You can be like them and do not feel pain nor fear death.


"They are death. They cannot die. They are trapped. I do not need to become them. I just need to find somewhere I belong." she said.
You have nothing to gain.


"I have nothing to loose as well..."

"Nothing to loose." she repeated and looked at her bowl of green beans. She was happy, truly and uncontrollably happy. It has been three days since she was attacked by that pervert and in those days, zombies or strangers did not come.
There were no ambush, fires, invasion, or anything. There was nothing but peace and quiet. Inside this small shack that has soot covering the carpet in the living room and instead of birds chirping in the morning was rats squeaking at night. This is home.

"Outside looked like the grave of life. It is dark, danky, and the scene of blood carries in the wind. It is quite a fearful sight. Home seems to be verrryyy inviting." she said and scoop some vegetables in her mouth, softly chewing it as thoughts of life form in her head.

"Can I really live here and be happy for a long time?" Pushing her bowl aside, she rested her head on her arms and thought. She knew there were things that needed to be done. She needed to find a broom and sweep out the disgusting living room and kill all the mice in the sofas. Second, she needed to find a way to get more food. She found more boxes of food in the shed connected to the house. This was so helpful. With this, Gabriella probably had probably four more months to live if she was careful. A month can easily go to weeks and where would she be then?
An image of her skin ripped, boils covering her face, and yellowed teeth protruding out of ripped purple gums popped in her head.

"No! I refused to be a freak!" she stated with passion and stood up. Walking toward the front door of the house, she stopped and looked out the window that was on the left of it.

"Can I really survive?"

Chapter 7




March


Chapter 8




April


Chapter 9




May


Chapter 10




June


Chapter 11: Painted Walls


Her body was weak. More weak than it should be. She decided that the best way to survive was to eat one can of vegetables at night and the peaches over the weekend. In time, she forgotten what weekends were. She seem to forget a lot. All she knew was that she was along and she did not have the strength to care or philosophized why she existed. It was now pointless. Food was the main worries for her, but there wasn't a can of vegetable or peaches in her house anymore. Even when her stomach caved in, her ribs visible, and her fingers were as skinny as a twig. Gabriella knew living wasn't possible anymore. No where was safe and this was truly scary to her. She was scare to leave the house. The walls were now her prison and in time, she assumed she saw mysterious shapes written on the ceiling of her bedroom. It was ridiculous and probably starvation that was messing with her sight. Why would there be words on the ceiling? That was just unbelievable.

Using a huge stick that was found behind the house, she used it to maneuver herself from room to room. Strength has been left her legs and

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