Personal Narrative-The Walking Dead

So there I was with my roommate two days earlier in the afternoon in the afternoon watching The Walking Dead. Afterwards, all of the sudden my roommate had the most craziest question “what if this really happens really? and then I responded to her “this could never happen” with a laugh. I was a realistic person, what could I say. Then at night, while laying down I started to think “this could never happen in million years.Then I started to laugh “that is stupid, there is just no way”. Afterwards I fell asleep. All of the sudden around midnight, I started hearing loud screams and I started to panic. Once I open my lids, I finally realized that it was coming from my roommate. I was a bit frightening because she looked so pale compared to her original skin color. And maybe I thought that she has seen a ghost because I have never seen her like that before in my entire life.That is when
Therefore, the only way to survive this Zombie Apocalypse was to travel all the way to the nearest costco, which was located a few 20 miles away from my apartment complex. Since they had resource to stay alive longer and shelter, rather than stay here at my apartment and be eaten by a bunch of zombies anything now. So I and my roommate decided that the best way to get there was to travel during the day than night. It was safer to travel during daylight since we were able to see danger rather than get surprise by a Zombie during the night. In order to do that we needed to find a transportation. My only transportation at this time is my roommates car which was parked in the other side of the apartment. Since it had full tank there was no worry about the fuel right at the moment. So I and my roommate started packing our backpack with leftover foods, drinks and weapons. My only stress was stepping out of the apartment with all those zombies lurking around and attacking