Zombie Apocalypse - Olivia O'Donnell (fiction novels to read TXT) 📗

about acting fast. Look where it got us."
It's hard to think about what just happened- out there. In front of cTown. It was scary, and I have no clue how I dealt with it.
But . . . We were going to be on the water for a long time, probably.
I pulled out a snack from one of the bags and it turned out to be what looked like a poptart from Sara's bag.
"No, don't eat that!" Sara commanded.
"Okay, okay. But we should eat something." I told her. Amelia and her both agreed on the poptart.
I cracked it into thirds and gave each of them an equal piece.
Amelia's canoe was first . . . And Sara's was last. Mine was in between both of them- because I had the food.
Eating the snack, I though of what we would do next.

XI

"So, we'll find an island of some sort . . . And live there for a while, right?" I asked both of them, just to clear things up.
"That's sound like the plan to me," Sara said.
Silence was our friend for a few minutes.
"I . . . Actually see an island over there- I think." Amelia told us, then showed us.
We managed to pick up two small tree branches before we left, to paddle.
With the help of these branches, we started to paddle towards the object that was supposably an island.
"How long were we on the water?" Sara asked.
Amelia, searching around her canoe for a watch, said, "Uhh, roughly about two or three hours. We made our way into the Atlantic,"
Great, I thought to myself.
Had it really been three hours? Or two? Had time seriously gone by that fast?
"A few more yards . . ." Amelia informed us. "Maybe five more yards until we get to the 'what looks like an island'."
"I'm hungry," Sara complained after a few minutes with our friend Silence.

"You just ate, Sara." I explained to Sara. "We need to save our food."

"Fine, fine." she huffed.

We stopped paddling after a while, and decided to have the water drift us.

"I'm too tired to do anything," Amelia complained as well.

"Guys, really? Stop complaining. We could be eaten by a zombie right now." I snapped at them.

"Well, sorry. I realized we're not helping. But c'mon. Admit you're tired." Amelia said as she sat up.

"I'm tired, but we need to be smart here. Do not take that as an insult, guys." I confessed I was a little tired. Sara opened her mouth, but we all shook for a second.

We hit shore.

XII

"We're actually on land! I can't believe it!" Sara exclaimed as she stepped out of her canoe.

"I can't believe it either, however, we need to figure out where we are." said Amelia. Sara and I nodded. 

"I can just ask a villager," Sara spoke a bit quieter. She walked over to the forty - ish year old villager. "Excuse me, but do you know what island this is?"

"Oh, yes. This is a Falkland Island. It's an island in the Atlantic Ocean, and apart of UK. Are you new here?" the women informed her.

"Oh, um, two friends and I are staying here for a while," Sara said a bit nervous.

"It's a very nice island. I'm sure you'll have fun!"

 

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Publication Date: 12-23-2012

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