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I never thought it would get this bad. You would think that people eating people was bad but nothing really compares to people getting up from being dead and coming back as a flesh-rotting, flesh-craving zombie. Thats what gets me sometimes. I was apart of the six o clock new crew that reported on crazy things like murder mystery type stuff. I didnt think that when they said report for twenty-five minutes and get out that I would be reporting on patient zero as the government called him. I arrived on the scene only to see dead bodies strewn about, but what nearly gave me a heart attack was the fact that some of the bodies were getting up and beginning to attack other people with a heart beat. And it wasnt just the people they were attacking, it was anything that moved and had a heart beat for that matter. What have you gotten yourself into this time brocke I thought wildly to myself. I positioned the crew and began reporting, never expecting to have the camera man drop his camera and record myself being attacked. The first bite was the deepest and the deadliest. The zombie like creature bit straight into my neck and it flew itself into a frenzy. I fought back of course but was no match for the zombie. I collapsed to the ground unable to scream while it ripped my neck apart. The camera still rolling as it recorded every detail of the zombie attack. WIth my dying breath I reached out for the camera and died. The zombie knowing i was dead let go and went about its business as usual. This is not where my story ends but it actually begins.

I'm dead, yes in a sense but i still have a brain, i cant think but i can command my body to do some things. I pushed myself off of the ground, eyes glazed over and blood still running down my neck. The zombie that bit me does something unexpected, it motions for me to follow it. So i do but not knowing where I"m going. This zombie didnt make any more noise then it had to. I watched as I was led to where a group was feeding. It looked like the camera man that had been filming the news before we had arrived. I couldnt remember much about my life as a human but now that im a zombie i might as well enjoy the taste of flesh. Thats just it, I dont crave the flesh or the brains like in the fiction stories told us...I crave something else, the will to live again. I crave that more than anything. I slowly shift away from the scene of the zombies feasting but the same zombie grabs my arm mumbling the word eat. I shake my undead head and try and get away. To prove that I"m the zombie that this guy made me to be i take a bite of the guys guts. Not very appatizing or anything. I just wish that I wasnt the only one craving the will to live.

I watched other humans running and screaming at me. I didnt understand what was happening. Did they not like me? Oh yeah, they didnt want to become what I was. They were avoiding me but maybe if I saved one of them they would think I was a good zombie. Of course that couldnt happen not even in my wildest dreams. Thats the other thing that they didnt tell you, you cant dream, you only rot from the outside out. You look gross, your hair falls out, your clothes get tears in them. Everything bad happens to a zombie. The last thing I forgot to mention was the fact that people will do anything to avoid you. They'll shoot you right in the head but hte funny thing is, it doesnt kill us directly. Yeah we loose a great amount of blood but we're not dead again. Sometimes the ones wanting to live, just get up again. We just get up and fight back and we kill. Thats not what I"m about. No, I dont want to kill humans I want to be human again. What kind of world would it be if the zombies could back track and become human again. That wouldnt happen, I knew that but I never gave up hope on it either......

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