On what I could only assume was the eighth day of being lost in a never-ending forest, storm clouds started brewing. They were dark and fierce and I knew I had to stop following the river and try to build a shelter.
Yes, I had been following the river for eight freaking days with no end in sight. I started feeling like I was just spinning around in circles. There was something weird about this forest – or else it might have been some kind of paranoia creeping in. I could swear that the forest wasn’t letting me leave, though. Continue reading “Dear Diary: Zombie Apocalypse – Entry Seven”→
I’ve been alone for what I think is about a week now and I never thought that I would miss having people around. Not necessarily to talk to, but just so I knew that there was someone there.
I might be an introvert and maybe I’ll never meet that “special someone”, but I always enjoyed being able to look out my apartment window and know that there was still some hope. That maybe, just maybe, there was an introverted girl just like me somewhere out there who wanted to be with me. Continue reading “Dear Diary: Zombie Apocalypse – Entry Six”→
I just want the record to show that I was against exploring this desolate wasteland littered with radiation from the bombs that were dropped on it. When it came to a vote, however, I was outnumbered. Even my mom wanted to explore this horrific nightmare which was once a beautiful city (probably…I’ve actually never been here before).
It’s been a few days, so hopefully I can remember everything.
I had woken up the following morning fairly early. The sun was just starting to peek over the horizon and, if it wasn’t for the fact that I was lying in a motel bed (which was probably disgusting), I wouldn’t have believed that the zombie apocalypse was real.
I woke up this morning at 6 AM to the sound of gunshots. It was a scary feeling. At first I thought I was being fired at, but then I became more awake and realised that the gunshots were coming from outside. I felt like I was in a bad neighbourhood and there was a gang war going on.
When I went to the window I saw more of those things and police officers doing the best they could to kill them…or re-kill them, I guess.
I guess I’m not as crazy as I thought. It was, in fact, on the news last night. “Terrifying man Terrorizes Town” the headline read. Turns out he wasn’t as passive as I thought he was.
The helicopter news team showed footage of him charging after people. Seriously, he was running really fast after some random civilians. People were running away, screaming (as would be expected if a white-eyed, broken man was running after them). I don’t know how he was able to run since he still had a busted leg, but then he jumped on top of a person and knocked them to the ground. Continue reading “Dear Diary: Zombie Apocalypse – Entry Two”→
Today was a weird day. Everything seemed to be normal until… well, let me start at the beginning.
My name is Nathan Moore. I’m just your average, run-of-the-mill introvert. I live in a small, one-bedroom apartment by myself. I’ve never been much of a social person, I’ve only ever had one friend. His name is Jason Botch. We met in high school. Up until he and I had become friends, I had never really spoken to anyone. I mostly just kept to myself. Continue reading “Dear Diary: Zombie Apocalypse – Entry One”→
So I’ve almost had this blog for a full year. That’s pretty exciting.
This blog has gone through a lot since its beginning on August 19th, 2013. I had started with the intention of having a new blog post every Monday…forever. For the rest of my life I would make sure that there was a new blog post about my life every Monday. Well, suffice it to say that didn’t happen.
It seems everywhere I look I find blog posts using images. It’s a very common technique that many bloggers use to create some sort of distraction from the text. In fact, when I look up advice on how to attract more people to my blog, one of the main pieces of advice I find is that I should use images. So why don’t I use images?
A simple explanation is that I don’t have an infinite amount of space on this blog post. But that’s a stupid answer because pictures are only mere kilobytes and I have a few gigabytes of space. Continue reading “Why Don’t I Use Images?”→