The Monster Within

It's now day seven of the "zombie" break out. Sleep has avoided me for the past three days, I'm guessing tonight will be the fourth. Nothing has been heard out through my camp, but It's a cold one so I'm going inside. No servivers have found me here yet. I'm a bit worried, but I know if I wait people will come. It's how mankind works... Or how it used to work anyway. It would be nice to even hear a scream. Just something that will keep me from pulling the trigger. A 14 year old shouldn't have to shoot her family and friends then come all this way to shoot themselves to. It's just not how It's suppose to work. I guess I'll untoduce myself since this is my first entrie. My name Darrie Froipo. Weird name huh? My parents were kinda strange, but the name overall isn't that bad.

I've been alone for so long that I long to hear the voice of man once again. Dead, Alive or Undead.