[ WP ] Its been five years since the zombie outbreak was put down by the world military . A reporter for your national news comes to your house to ask for your story on how you and your family survived the outbreak .

Three successive knocks rapped against the hard oak front door. 
 
 *Shit* I thought, *Not now*. 
 
 I peeked out the blinds and saw a journalist and cameraman waiting outside patiently. This was not a good time. I turned and looked at my parents. They were sitting on the couch, thankfully quiet. I did n't know where my brother was. But I could n't keep them waiting. I went and opened the door. 
 
 `` Mr Adams'' the journalist began `` Were from the National News Network, we are going around asking about people's survival stories in this area, and we were wondering if we could ask you some questions.'' 
 
 `` Yeah, uh, sure'' I replied. I didnt invite them in, but stood in the doorway waiting. 
 
 `` Okay thanks'' the journalist pulled out a notebook and motioned to the camera guy `` So what was the first day like in ground zero'' 
 
 `` Well, it was scary for all of us. Lots of confusion. We just stayed inside and waited it out'' 
 
 `` Did any zombies try to break in?'' 
 
 `` Yes, once, they got into the basement but uh I was able to put them down with my gun'' 
 
 The journalist did some scribbling. `` Anything else?'' 
 
 Just then my little brothet came running out and tried to jump at the journalist. I grabbed him by the collar and held him back. 
 
 `` What the hell?'' 
 
 `` Sorry sir, my little brother has been umm playing zombie with his friends lately and he thinks its funny to try and bite people.'' 
 
 He eyed me suspiciously. `` Do your parents live here too? Can I speak with them?'' 
 
 I looked over to the couch. They were eyeing the door hungrily, but the chains held them back. 
 
 `` Im sorry, they are asleep and do n't like to talk much'' 
 
 There was a pause. My brother kept trying to wriggle away from me, but I held him firmly. After a little while, the journalist began backing away. 
 
 `` Well, thanks Mr Adams, glad we could chat, we'll be in touch'' 
 
 `` Thanks, glad I could help'' I slammed the door shut and sighed. I wasnt sure how long I could keep this up. 

