The Taken People
500 hundred years ago in a far distance planet there were only 50.19000 people on Planet Sector Z. On June 23 1631 something really bad happened. People were just disappearing everywhere. As I looked there were just clothes everywhere, people were just disappearing like dust to thin air, one by one. Next morning as I walked out of my house everyone was gone but me, I was as scared as a fish. After a day I went to bed and when I woke up the next morning I walked outside to see if anyone was back from disappearing
Instead of people like me there were zombies walking around. As I was looking around all of the shops were all messed up. A Zombie spotted me through the window. I ran around thinking what I should do. I did not have the best idea but it was worth a try, so I quickly grabbed some thick wood, some nails and a hammer then started hammering everywhere the windows were. I wasn’t fast enough. Zombies were just barging in so I ran as fast as the fastest racing car and they were just barging towards me, crunch crunch I got eaten.
