jenniebellie: (SPN facepalm)
They're starting to group around the house.

It's worse than zombies. It's zombie hicks - I can still hear their loose vowels, guttural mumblings, high-pitched nasal exclamations. Living in the country has become worse than I ever thought. I can hear the shuffling of their cowshit-encrusted wellies as they amble towards my fortress, my prison.

I have no shells, no bullets, nothing. Which is fine because I don't have a gun.

I'm running out of shoes - I have become a dab hand at piercing their decaying heads with a stiletto from my two storeys above.

I don't have long - the power's out and my laptop's dying. Shit. I probably shouldn't have used up the battery watching one final episode of Supernatural...at least Jensen will be the last image I see before my time of dying.

My life will not be left in the putrid hands of others. What has kept me going will now see me to the end - insulin. I will be long gone by the time they get their hands on me.

My family and friends give me strength - I will see them soon.

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