[ WP ] You are a immortal during the zombie apocalypse , During the apocalypse the zombies ignore you and you try to live a normal life during the outbreak .

I have been inside my apartment building for 4 months now. Every day I wake up to the sound of my alarm. My generator has definitely come in handy these past months. Every day I force myself to keep resetting that alarm because if I do not, I can not fully convince myself that I have a normal life. 
 
 What consists of a normal life? A job? Eating regular meals? Having friends? Certainly those are things that were deemed as normal before all hell broke loose. But now I ca n't consider those things normal. Now, I can only set my daily morning alarm and go through my daily routine as if I can not hear the screaming, moaning and death cries through my boarded up windows. 
 
 I know that the zombies will never get to me. Something very odd happens when they get within six feet of me. They just freeze and go rigid for a few seconds. Then they back away and leave as quickly as they had come. I must have some sort of immunity to them and it saved my life 4 months ago during the zombie break in of our building. Everybody was infected but me, I was quick to find out that there were no survivors. I ran and I ran until I became cornered into a hallway. I remember my life flashing before my eyes. And letting out that final shriek before I watched the zombie freeze. But why did it freeze? 
 
 To this day I do n't know why it did n't infect me. I've come up with a million possible and impossible reasons and I'm never any closer to finding the truth. I know that I need to go out there and find the answer myself. Why should I be worried? Surely my immunity will keep me safe. But it is not the zombies I am afraid of. It is the carnage on the streets that leaves me gasping awake in panic in the middle of the night. The thought of seeing half-eaten faces and deformed bodies with missing limbs is enough to turn me away from ever leaving my apartment building. 
 
 But I know that I will have to leave some day. Every day I break into the other rooms in the building and gather food and supplies to bring back to my own room. The apartment building is big and has many rooms and so far has sustained me easily, but it can not last. I will need to leave and find the answer to my immortality. 
 
 For now, I will continue to set my alarm and live my panic-stricken life. It is way I can convince myself life is still normal. 

