Zombie Encounter!!!!

 So, I’m walking in to work today, la la la.

I see, out of the corner of my ninja eyes, that someone is crossing the street. But not at a crosswalk, just right in the middle.

Not so bad, it’s early morning, no traffic.

I glance over and I had to stop myself from screaming in horror and running.

A grungily dirty, like caked on dirty dirty man with matted up hair(that was blackened by dirt, and probably originally blonde), several missing teeth (lets just say he had 2 remaining), raggedy clothes, no shoes… oh and NO ARMS, is shambling towards me …. working his mouth up and down like he’s hungry. And he’s looking at me. With crazy bloodshot eyes.

Did I mention he smelled like death?

Yes, he did.

I did a little triple step skip jump and increased my speed to almost running to get away.

I was prepared to use my work bag as a weapon if needed. I looked behind me and he was gone (went down an alley I suppose)

But it scared the H. G. Wells CRAPPOLA out of me.

Seriously.

Scary ass zombie homeless man.

SCARY!!!!

Now that I think about it, his arms were probably pulled into his shirt, but he looked armless, like there could have been stumps of arms that got pulled off when the other zombies were eating him.

I generally try to have compassion and empathy for homeless people. I mean, I’m not gonna be their friends and I won’t give them money, but I usually don’t scream and run away from them.

But this guy looked like a zombie.

so I had to run.

If he had followed me, I think I’d have had to run faster.

I get butterflies just thinking about it.

so scary!

You know they’re coming.

Watch your backs!

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