as you looked outside you condidered your options. yes you did not want to basicly be sleeping next to a port-a-poty for a while but it was the best option you had. you had no idea if the wood gate surrounding the backyard would break if a zombie tryed to crash through it. plus the front door was not an option because you would get swarmed by zombies if you opened it. you slowly walked upstairs and stood infront of the bathroom door. you opened it and saw that it was really clean. you sighed and walked to the toilet. after you did your business you tryed flushing and of course it did not work. thankfully you were on the second floor so you opened the window in the bathroom and then left. you closed the door behind you. you then walked downstairs.
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My Zombie Apocalypse (Chose your own adventure)COMPLETE
General Fiction*I do not own any of the pictures in this story and expect spelling mistakes* highest rateing #1 in survival will you survive a zombie apocolypse that came without warning only your choices will tell. (Y/N) was a 11 year old girl who happened...
