Voices

12/27/10 This is what I get for watching Resident Evil before going to bed. <PERSON> Virus The world has been infected with the dreaded T-virus; everyone around me, including the animals, are quickly becoming undead flesh eaters. School is no longer safe; I barely survive an encounter with a zombie third grader before high tailing it back home. Home is not much safer. My poor little <PERSON> is long gone, leaving only my rats uninfected. However, the ferret ((which does not exist in real life)) is not acting right. I am desperately trying to keep it away from me and my rats, but it leaps in the cage and bites <PERSON>. I jerk it out of the cage by it is tail and throw it on the floor. Poor Luna is still in it is vicious little jaws. I slam the cage down on top of them repeatedly, squashing them flat and sending blood splattering all over the floor. I look at Dusty, my sole surviving pet, and begin to cry. My mom walks into the room at this point. "I cannot keep doing this!" I sob. "I do not want to see my pets die anymore!" My mom tells me to get a grip on myself, which I promply do. "I love you <PERSON>," I whisper to the bloodied pulp of a rat lying on the floor. "I love you, <PERSON>." ((At that point, I wake up. Normally I like zombie dreams, but this is not one of them. The next one, however, was MUCH more pleasant. ^^ I do not mind killing zombies when I have <PERSON> and <PERSON> on my side!!!))