Posted March 21, 2011 at 12:38 am
My hand hurts too much to draw, so I'm typing this! For no raisin! ............................................................. The news says that we should stay indoors. Those of use who are still alive know that staying indoors and waiting, is the last thing that we should do.  I can still hear my wife's screams as they dragged her away. They came through the backyard by the hundreds. Their bodies were moving, but their eyes were dead. Maybe they were human once, but not now. Not anymore. In the first few weeks, we kept them back with firepower. But the bullets always go faster than you think they will. We've lost more than half of our group and panic is beginning to take hold. We're just about out of food too, so it won't be long before we can add starvation to our list of problems. Once this was a nice, suburban neighborhood. Now it's a living hell without hope. Well, maybe there is one hope. This morning, they attacked again. At first there were only a few of them, but later came more. With no guns or other weaponry, I was doomed. Then something amazing happened. One of those mindless things died! But why? How? What had killed it? That's when I noticed the pea pods that my wife had planted last month. They were somehow firing peas toward the back of my yard. But the pods could only fire in a straight line! I quickly got to work, planting pea pods across my yard. Soon I had five of them lined up. I can't really explain it, but the sunflowers were helping me. Now, everything looks like it just might be okay. I think we might actually... wait... oh dear God help us! One of them has a traffic cone on its head! You monsters! Have you no honour!? As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt
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