ok, so it’s a zombie apocalypse, and i’m only like 15 years old, and all of my sisters are aged accordingly, meaning 12, 7, and 5, and we need to get out of our house and into a safe place. luckily, we already had our zombie apocalypse survival packs, now i just have to make sure we all have warm coats and that everyone’s holding as much food as they can carry. i send zoe to find boxes of ritz and bunny grahams, cause those are the best survival foods, and i try to hunt down warm jackets. however, all that’s to be found are some of my tattered old hoodies and sweaters. i decide that some warmth is better than no warmth and wrap little alexa and little robin into tattered hoodie bundles, and it actually works pretty well, cause i’m so much bigger than them, and because i’m such a great bundle-up-your-sister-so-she-won’t-freeze-to-death-er. when zoe gets back with the food, we divide it all according to carrying capacity, and head out on our sneaking, dangerous trek to the safe place where all kids know to go when the zombie apocalypse hits- the movie theatre in the joseph smith memorial building.
hafens, check. petersons, check. kraczecks, check.
of course, the kraczeks are mostly who i was looking for. i head over to trent, make sure he has all 6 of his siblings, and that they're all safe and sound. he does. so, we leave all of our siblings in the very capable hands of john and landon, and trent and i find kadin, devan, and derek, cause they’re our zombie-raid buddies. we’re a team. not only are we a team, but we are an officially established zombie fighting team, and we're in charge of this safe haven.
once we’re sure we have everyone, we get cots set up for our families, make sure the heads of all the other households and the little kids who came by themselves all have places to sleep, and then settle in to watch the film that’s playing. it’s about duck squirrels that water ski.
yep, that’s basically exactly how you’re picturing it, cute litte squirrels with duck bills on water skis, going down white water rivers. oh, and this is a documentary. an educational documentary. these guys are totally real.
i’m laughing at the funny little squirrel’s duck call, when i hear my mother giggling, and i look over, and she’s on the cot next to me! she and my dad both escaped from the fancy ball that all of the adults had been attending when the zombies attacked, and somehow had escaped before the building was totally overrun by zombies and their brains were eaten. but she didn’t want me to make a scene and alert all of the other kids, and even worse, the zombies, so she winked at me with a sneaky little smile on her face, raised her finger to her lips and continued watching the squirrels.
