Personal Narrative: My Interest In Dying

Like I said before I had no interest in dying and I did not think the others did either. I immediately knew we were going to need to think on our feet. I told the three others to get up and that we were leaving. Tristan broke a chair and handed each one us a leg to use as a weapon. I remembered when I was walking to class earlier the library down stairs was dark and it looked like nobody was in there. I told the others that was where we were headed. We shut the door of our classroom behind us, and then propped a chair up underneath the handle locking Professor Voth and the two others in the classroom just to be on the safe side. I told them to keep an eye out and move fast. The only thing I knew about zombies was that they moved slow, and you