The sky was gray. Every since the zombie broke out a few weeks before, the weather had seemed rather grim. It was as if the world knew exactly what was happening, and it was now reflecting the dreary future of the universe. Nothing...would ever be the same again.
The sound of large wheels stormed against the pavement, vibrating against the bottoms of small feet. Bright blue eyes turned to stare at the jeep, of which was flying straight at her. With her little white dress stained with blood, along with her porceilin skin, she probably looked like a little zombie. The only thing giving her human tendency away, was the way she clenched a large stuffed animal bunny rabbit in fear. Also, a large dog (standing to about above her hip) stood protectively beside her. If she were a zombie, the animal wouldnt even be close to her.
It had been Easter when the disease had broke through. A zombie had attack her mother and father right after she was fitted into her Easter day dress, and given her present (the stuffed rabbit). She had avoided being eaten, mostly because she was quiet and she walked slowly somewhat like the other zombies. Plus, she was covered in blood. The zombies were stupid, but not stupid enough to not recognize one of their kind. And they thought that she was one of them.
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