The zombies were coming closer. Arms reached out. Eyes, large and lifeless, sought hers. Mouths gaped open, drool dangling down. Groans gained momentum, their frenzied excitement building.

Something solid touched her shoulder. She jumped. This was it.

“Want a cup of tea, love?”

She looked into her husband’s eyes and then back to the TV. She really oughtn’t to watch these horror films.


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5 Responses to Zombies

  1. That’s funny, it reminds me of a relative of mine.

  2. Pingback: Zombies by Esther Chiltern. | Sharon Harvey – writer and author

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