17 Feb

My life is nothing but walking now.

Eve and the woman don’t talk to me. The line of deaders stretches back as far as I can see, and they keep coming out of the streets and forest and join the millions behind me. And when we get to a town they smash down doors and break open windows to let out the ones trapped inside, which I think is nice, but still scary because they just make the numbers behind me more and more.

They bring me dead animals to eat because they know I need food, but it is strange. It feels like I am their king like in the books dad made me read.

The other night we came to a town and they busted into a building and I heard gun shots and screaming and the deaders had grabbed some non-dead and dragged them into the mob of deaders. And I shouted at them to stop and tried to push through to help, but there were too many for me to push through and they all got in my way. I never did get to see who it was because I hadn’t got anywhere near where they were by the time the screaming stopped.

It made me sad that when finally the deaders started to show some signs of thinking that they still had to rip and tear into living people.

I stayed angry at them for two more days after that.

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