I was walking down the street when I found a spy pen with a zombie symbol on it. It was a strange thing to find so I just went back to my day, and then things started to go south real fast. Zombie symbols started to pop up everywhere. We went to the Farmer’s Market as usual on Sunday , then we came upon a fortune teller who said there was going to be a zombie apocalypse. My parents cracked up in laughter, but I didn’t with all the strange things going on. I thought that the fortune teller might have a slim chance of being right. So this was it to prove to my parents that I was the next Einstein. It turns out that my parents and my brother had seen the same things around, but they didn’t want to appear like idiots. Once they told me about it, I told them my ingenious plan.

  [“Flashback 6 years ago”] I wanted a toy at the zoo, however, my parents didn’t have any money to buy me a toy.  My parents then argued over the lack of money in the family and the inability to purchase even a mere toy for me.  It was a sad situation to witness.  My dad said that he was not digging into their savings, especially after he had cleaned toilets all week long. He then told me that I was lucky to even go to the zoo and have food on the table to eat.  However, my mom was saying to him that they should let me have a good childhood like he did .  My dad held back some tears and insults but canned it. My mom only used this tactic when she was really pissed about what dad just did.

[fast-forward six years] we still had the argument over money because we didn’t end up having any. When I felt ready to come off the poor rollercoaster and get on the rich one. I told my dad and family “here’s the plan”: we buy a truck and transform it into a zombie proof truck , and sell it for over 100,000 dollars. My parents say “well how do we know there is even going to be a zombie apocalypse in the first place”. “Well if we have been seeing all these strange things other people are bound to see them as well”. So my dad finally agrees with my plan to go to the dealership and buy our first truck. My dad decides to go to Lowes to get our supplies for our truck since in their slogans it says “ Do it right for less”. Right you guessed it my dad is a penny pincher if you already didn’t notice. I lay out the design for the truck my dad and I get to work. We finished the truck in a week. The truck was flawless and had a plush interior with TVs as well so you could watch the news. But one week was to long if we were going to make a lot of trucks, we needed some help but we spent all our money. If we sell the truck we can hire some cheap labor and buy a truck and the materials win win. We make some more trucks so many we’ve gone broke and sold everything hoping we were right on this. This was the day you could tell you woke up in hell the sky was orange everyone was afraid for their lives the zombies were straight out of a movie. We got to sell the trucks but the zombies were already there telling us we had no choice but to give them the trucks but my mom was a nurse and had gotten a brain from a dead patient and chucked it as for as she could some of the zombies went for it but some said “we are not dumb we need the keys”. We had built a mechanism on the trucks that killed all the zombies at once in the area.  it worked but more zombies would hear the big boom,and now they would think humans can come over. Now our neighbors bought all the trucks at once.  “So we drove as far away as we could and now we’re safe for now we are still living on edge as I write”  . We had become successful against the odds and had our seat at the table. And we are known for the family who saved the world and humanity as we know it.