2012: The Zombie Apocalypse

I pause for a second after hearing a noise that came from the back of the store. It sounded almost like a can being kicked around along a concrete floor. I drop the water that I am holding before tightly gripping my gun. "Hello?” I say out loud before pausing and expecting an answer. After a few seconds go by without getting an answer I take a few steps forward and yell out again, "Hello?” Without hearing an answer I walk over to the storage room door and open it up. As I walk inside the fear in me is quickly rising. A few seconds after entering the room I hear the noise again. Now my heart is racing and I am scared while just wanting to know what the noise is. When I round the corner in the storage room, I see it. There is a man standing in the back of the room with his shirt all torn up and blood. The man's face is covered with dried blood as well as torn. He could have possibly been mauled by a dog or something of that nature. His eyes are bloodshot and lips are curled as he is staring straight at me. I swallow hard, almost as if a rock was traveling down my throat. I've finally made confrontation with the enemy, a zombie. The zombie stumbles towards me as I point my gun directly at his head and pull the trigger... I hear a click but nothing happens. My heart drops into my chest as my fear is so strong I can almost taste it. The zombie places an arm on my shoulder and lunges towards my neck which causes me to stumble backwards. As I am moving backwards I accidentally step on a lead pipe. The lead pipe rolls out from under me before shooting across the room and causing me to fall to the ground. As I fall to my back the zombie collapses on top of me, now having the advantage. The zombie lunges and bites at my face with blood dripping from its mouth. The blood drips onto my face as I struggle and try not to let it get into my eyes or mouth, avoiding the risk of infection. "You are the ugliest mother fucker... I've ever had on top of me", I mumble before raising my knee and hitting the zombie in his balls. I stare into his eyes as I thrust my knee into his balls. But the zombie continues, seemingly unaffected. "I'll tell you what, that would of worked on me." I say as I realize I can't stay like this forever. I grab hold of the zombie’s shirt and roll him over, making it so I'm the one on top now. I pin his head to the ground by grabbing his neck as I reach for my sidearm. Once I have my sidearm out I plant the gun to his forehead and stare at him. The zombie is still snarling and biting at me, struggling to get to me. You can tell that is the only thing on his mind, he just wants to rip me apart. He seems to not even notice or care about the fact that he is about to die. I close my eyes to avoid blood getting in them before firing off a shot into the zombie's head. As the bullet tears through his head blood sprays all over the floor and surrounding area. A few seconds after hearing the gunshot I open my eyes to see the mess I created. Releasing the grasp from his neck I stand up and stare down at him "Dead now? Huh bitch?”