What finally woke me up was the complete silence. 12:00 noon...I hardly ever sleep that late. I looked out the window and saw absolutely nobody, and I guess that's when I realized something was wrong. Mom's always complaining about the traffic on our street...God, where is she? Where's the rest of my family? The only other occupants of the house
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Don't go for bats. They bend and break too easily, even the metal ones. Crowbars are good, for bashing the skull or stabbing through the eye. Or shovels - aim for the neck and jab as hard as you can. But the severed head can still bite.
God, five minutes ago I'd never really harmed anything in my life, and here I am doling out zombie-killing advice. I had to kill five of the bastards just to clear the way to get into my attic.
Stay strong comrade.
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