Alone

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I woke up. Alone. Why was I alone? I heard banging on the door. What was it? It doesn't sound like a person. What should I do? There was a hand gun by me and I grabbed it. I opened the door. This monster thing came after me. I shot. It came after me again. I shot again. Right in the chest and it didn't go down. It's face was torn up. What the heck is it? Is hot again right in the head. It finally went down. I shut the door and locked it after I pulled that dead corpse out of the house and left it on the porch. I figured out how to kill these things. Well walkers. I found that out on a supply run. I took the Chevy Cruze that was in the garage of the house I was in and went to go get supply's. On the way I found an express truck that had a car carrier trailer connected to it. I left the Cruze and go in the express truck. I found my favorite car with the keys in it. A Chevy Camaro zl1, and next to that a lifted Jeep Wrangler Rubicon. I quickly took both and loaded them in the truck/trailer. The Jeep reminded me of my husband. He has or had an old Jeep. I don't know where he is though. Or even if he is alive and ok. That's why I'm alone.

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