The New World *On hold ;( sorry*

SO, I am sincerely sorry for not uploading but my week has been hectic so please be gentle. *sighs* Life is just so busy sometimes, but its alright I'm good, I can do anything. ( And now your probably *cant spell it :( * thinking if you can do anything why wont you upload! and please if you do think that I am sorry. *sad face*

So here is the chapter which I want to hear comments about  *glares sternly at person reading this right now* it's simple just click on the big (medium sized?) bubble down below and write what you think about the story........preferably good comments but I can take some nasty comments about my sucky writing 

( Trys not to cry thinking about bad comments) anyways I love you all .........not in the stalkerish way just ya know..........yeah ummm anyways I hope you Like it XD

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And yes it was a bumpy ride. Driving over dead bodies and some moving ones isn't my speciality, but I can make do. You know since it is a zombie apocalypse here. Which I have sadly come to that conclusion. But all in all, driving down main street was pretty nice, I've always loved the scenery in the park.

It's pretty much the same.....except for a few zombies here and there. And dead and I mean dead dead bodies laying about. Their was a few people but when I stopped to help them I saw they were bitten or what not.

And of course, you need to help them anyways, but when you see that their eyes are starting to glaze over, and they start to look at you like its a dry summer day and you are ice cream, you think that's the universal sign for, "Buh bye, see ya!" and put the peddle to the medal.

In all, my drive was eventful because it led me here. And here I have been for two months now. I have gotten used to the zombies, but not used to them attacking me. Who could? During the drive, Honey let out a few whimpers and yelps, but all in all she's fine.

Which I am grateful for because she is my only sanity at the moment. During the drive I stopped at a few grocery stores and oh so cheerfully took some gas. I mean come on gas prices are-were outrageous. And some food....but I had to kill a few *gulps* zombies while I was "shopping".

=========================================================== Flash back

Damn, maybe I shouldn't have left Honey in the car after all. Oh well, all is good at the moment. Snapping out of my brain pause, yes I know that's what I call it, I head over to those little carts and dump my "food" in it. Well if you can call chips and bubble gum food...

Come on, I am planning on getting some real food. ^.^ maybe. Taking the cart in my hands, I stroll down the aisles carelessly running my fingers over the products. I get a big packet of water bottles and push them over to the door and resume "shopping".

I look over to the can foods and see my favorite- Vegetable soap- and re-think that when I see blood on the cans. I break out of my disgusted look and glance down at my cart. It contains shampoo and conditioner -seven bottles, razors-two packets, perfume- 12 bottles, hair brush- 3, dried fruit-15 packets, bubble gum- 20 packs, Honey Barbecue chips- 5 family-sized bags, tooth brushes-30, and a lot more.

What can I say I was confused and needed to eat ....and take a bath. Out of nowhere I hear a growl and whip my head towards the end of the aisle and freeze. Standing there, looking scary as shit, is a big, fat, buggy man. With his mouth set in an I want to eat you way.

As he starts to limp towards me, I grip my cart and push as fast as I can down the aisle. But of course I don't make it and I'm slammed into the wall and a fat, scary man is standing over me. As I am freaking out, I see my baseball bat that I thankfully brang in, and slide under the zombie and crawl towards it. I grab it and bring it to the zombies knee.

Which makes a sickening snap. Standing up, I am yet again grabbed and flung around like a rag doll by a bloody zombie. Fuck. These things sure are strong. I mean come on, the thing's throwng me around while he has a knee that looks like a ball broken in half.