Zombie's Birthday Apocalypse
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And where is Steve anyway? I haven’t seen him for almost a week.
Hmmm. So weird.
But then I realized that with Ms. Ursula gone, I could borrow her clown for my party.
Sweet!
But how am I going to get that monster out of her yard and bring it over here? Especially without getting my face bitten off by that thing?
I would ask Steve, but he’s not around.
I guess I can ask the guys to help me out.
Monday
After school today, my Mom took me and my little brother to get our Halloween Costumes.
We decided to go to “Zombies R Us” because they have some of the scariest costumes ever.
We searched for a long time, and I finally found the Harry Potter costume I was looking for.
But it cost 80 bucks!
“Please Mom! I can do more chores around the house, I promise!”
“I’m sorry, Zombie, but that is just too much money to spend on a costume that you’re only going to wear for one day out of the year.”
“But I’ll wear it every day. I promise. I’ll even to go to school with it.”
“Zombie, that doesn’t make sense. You’ll look ridiculous going to school in that. I’m sorry but the answer is no.”
All my hopes and dreams just went out the window.
Man, what am I going to do?
I guess I’m going to have to figure out a way to make my own Harry Potter costume. It’s probably gonna be real hard too. I still haven’t even figured out how to carve a lightning bolt on my head.
So we just spent the rest of the time shopping for a costume for my little brother Wesley.
As we were looking around, I saw a crowd of people standing around a display that had a large object covered in a black curtain.
It was inside a glass box that was locked with like 20 padlocks.
Then, around the glass box there were two big fat chains that were locked together with a big lock.
And in front of the glass box there were two security guards that were dressed in riot gear.
Man, I just had to find out what was in there.
I decided to ask the security guard what was inside the box.
“Inside this box is the scariest costume ever created in all of Minecraft,” the security guard said.
“Hey can I see it?”
“I’m sorry but you must be accompanied by an adult in order to get a peek at this monstrosity. It is just too dangerous for a young Zombie’s eyes to see alone.”
I ran over to my Mom to get her to ask the guard to let us see what was inside the box.
“I don’t know, Zombie, it looks dangerous.”
“But I’m almost 13, Mom. I can take it.”
I guess she felt guilty for not getting me the Harry Potter costume, so she said yes.
I really wanted to get a picture of it too, so I borrowed my Mom’s camera.
So, my mom and the rest of the crowd convinced the guards to let us see it.
The guards started to take off the two big chains that were around the glass box. Then, as they were opening the 20 padlocks, a bigger crowd started to gather around the display.
Then they opened the big glass box and took out the large object covered in the black curtain.
“Before we remove this curtain, we need to warn parents to cover the eyes of their young children. Also, if you are elderly, we are required to inform you that the sight of this costume has been known to cause convulsions, memory loss and temporary blindness,” the security guard said.
The guard put his hand on top of the container and took a big gulp. The other guard stood back in a crouching position, holding up his riot shield.
It felt like it took forever for him to finally take off the curtain. But, I had my camera ready to capture the moment.
With a quick movement, the security guard removed the curtain off the container.
Everyone gasped. Some people screamed. A Skeleton Mom fainted right on the spot.
I stood there looking, but for some reason I couldn’t feel my legs.
I wanted to move, but I was frozen in place.
All I could do was press the button on the camera, and there was a big flash.
Then everything went black.
Tuesday
My Mom made me stay home from school today to recover from yesterday’s traumatic events.
I woke up kind of groggy. The weirdest thing was that I couldn’t remember hardly anything that happened yesterday.
“What happened, Mom?”
“Good morning, Zombie. How are you feeling?”
“I feel a little dizzy, but I guess I’m OK.”
“Do you remember anything that happened yesterday?”
I tried but everything was really fuzzy.
“Not really. I just remember we were looking for Wesley’s costume and then next thing I know, I woke up this morning.”
“Well, it was quite an evening. But the good thing is that we finally found a costume for Wesley.”
“Really? What’d he get?”
“At first they didn’t want to sell it to me until I signed a waiver of liability. But Wesley really wanted it, so I went ahead and bought it for him. They gave me a really good price for it too.”
“What does it look like?”
“Well, you took a picture with my camera. It should still be in there.”
I grabbed my Mom’s camera from her rotten flesh purse. I scrolled through the pictures for about a minute until I saw the most terrifying thing I had ever seen.
And then everything went black…
Wednesday
I woke up this morning and got ready for school.
For some reason I was still having a hard time remembering what happened the day before.
It’s a good thing I write everything in my journal, or I would forget everything.
I guess that’s the drawback of having a Zombie brain the size of a pea.
So, I decided to walk to school today instead of taking the bus. I just needed to clear my head.
All of a sudden, when I was about to cross the street, some really big Zombie Army trucks whizzed right by me down the street.
That’s weird, I thought. I guess they must be having some kind of Zombie parade or something.
When I got to school I saw a poster that said that we were going to have a Scariest Costume Contest next week at our school.
But what really caught my eye was that the winner of the Scariest Costume Contest would get a $50 gift certificate for… Zombies R Us!
Oh man, with a $50 gift certificate and the money I make from taking care of Old Man Jenkin’s horse, I should have enough to buy my Harry Potter Costume for my birthday party!
Man, my luck is turning around.
Now I just have to figure out how I’m going to win the Scariest Costume Contest.
But what could I wear?
C’mon think, Zombie, think…
Thursday
Today I ran into Big Mouth Jeff in the school cafeteria.
He was bragging to a bunch of mob kids that he was going to win the Scariest Costume Contest at school.
“I’m gonna wear a costume that’s so scary that they’re going to have to close the school down for weeks,” he said, “Too many kids are gonna be in therapy.”
I couldn’t let him get away with that so I had to say something!
“Oh yeah, well my costume is so scary that it’ll make a Creeper poop fireworks.”
“Oooooh!” the kids in the cafeteria said.
But Jeff had a comeback…
“Oh yeah, well my costume is so scary it’ll make a Skeleton grow its skin back.”
“Oooooh!” t
he kids said.
And I had a comeback of my own…
“Oh yeah, well my costume is so scary it’ll make a Wither grow an extra head.”
“Oooooh!” everybody said.
Then Jeff said…
“Oh yeah, well my costume is so scary it’ll make a Slime walk on water.”
“Oooooh!” everybody said.
Then I said…
“Oh yeah, well my costume is so scary I have to go trick-or-treating over the phone…and it’s still scary!”
“Whoooaaahh!” the kids said.
Then Jeff said…
“Oh yeah, well, my costume is so scary, it makes onions cry.”
And I said…
“Well, my costume is so scary, my Mom has to feed me with a slingshot.”
Then Jeff said…
“Oh yeah, well my costume is so scary that when I threw a boomerang it didn’t want to come back.”
We went on like this for about 15 minutes. Then the bell rang for our next class.
Man, now I really need to get a scary costume. Otherwise I’m going to lose my $50 Zombies R Us gift certificate to Big Mouth Jeff.
…And then I won’t be able to get my Harry Potter costume.
Man, what am I going to do?
C’mon think, Zombie, think!
Man, I bet if Steve was around he’d know what to do…
Friday
After school I went to go see if maybe Steve had come back from searching for the missing villagers.
But when I went to our usual hangout spot, he still wasn’t there.
I decided to go to Steve’s village to see if I could find him there.
I usually don’t like going to Steve’s village.
Especially since the last time I went, they chased me away with pitchforks and torches.
But I needed to find out what happened to Steve, so I went anyway.
When I got to Steve’s village, there was nobody there.
It was like a ghost town, but without the ghosts.
I even went up to a villager’s door and knocked, but nobody answered.
Usually you hear someone screaming and yelling and stuff.
But this time I didn’t hear anything.
Then, I went to see if there were any farmers around.
But when I got to the farm, there was nobody there either.
I thought I saw somebody far away. But when I got close, it was just a stick man with a pumpkin head and a shirt full of straw, covered in birds.
One unfriendly guy...
I tried to talk to him, but he wasn’t very social.
When I was leaving, suddenly I saw a villager run into the forest.
I followed him into the forest and peeked at him from behind the bushes.
What was weird is that he had a pumpkin on his head too. Except he had arms and legs, but no straw in his shirt.
He was running around all crazy like, and he was wailing and screaming and foaming at the mouth.
It reminded me of the first guy that Steve chased into the forest a few weeks ago.
It also kinda reminded me of my uncle Wither when he doesn’t take his meds.
But, I accidently stepped on a branch, and he heard me.
Then he ran away really fast into the forest.
Man that was weird.
But villagers are weird most of the time, so guess I’m not surprised.
But I still don’t know where Steve is.
And I need to find him too…
…I could sure use a friend right now.
Saturday
As I was walking out of the house today, my Mom asked me, “So where are you going?”
“Oh…Err… I’m just going to my friend’s Ed’s house. He lives around the school.”
“Ed, huh? Do I know him? I know most of your friends. I’ve never heard of Ed.”
“Oh, he’s a new friend. I just met him. He’s big and green and…Err…he’s a really nice Zombie.”
“Oh Ok. Well, have fun. Don’t stay out too early or you’ll get burned. Remember, the sun is coming up in a few hours.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
I still felt kind of weird lying to my Mom.
But I really needed to make some money to get my Harry Potter costume.
Plus, I really am going to visit my friend Ed. And he is big and green. He just happens to be Old Man Jenkin’s horse, Ed, that’s all.
Same thing. Right?
I walked over to the school where I found Old Man Jenkins mowing the lawn on the school soccer field.
“Hey there, Zombie, glad you could make it.”
Old Man Jenkins was back in one piece again. But his whole chest and stomach were covered in Duct Tape.
“How are you doing, Mr. Jenkins?”
“Better than ever. Just needed a little Duct Tape and I’m as good as new.”
“Oh Ok.”
“Are you ready to take care of Ed?”
“I’m ready,” I said.
Old Man Jenkins showed me everything that I needed to do to take care of his Zombie horse, Ed. It was a lot of hard work. The hardest part was taking off Ed’s skin, dusting it, and then putting it back on.
Skinless Ed
But it was cool.
I wonder if regular Zombies can do that.
When I finally finished, Mr. Jenkins paid me a whole 30 bucks!
Wow, this is awesome. Now I just need to win the Scariest Costume Contest and I’ll have enough to buy my Harry Potter costume!
Mr. Jenkins said that Ed was not very friendly with strangers. He wouldn’t let anyone ride him except Mr. Jenkins.
But I kind of liked Ed. He was really nice.
You know, I thought, I bet you I could ride Ed too.
So, when Mr. Jenkins wasn’t around I thought I would see if I could sneak a ride.
I walked up real slow next to Ed, like I was going to pet him. Then I put my hand on his back and he stayed real still. Then I put both hands on his back, and he didn’t move.
Then I jumped on Ed, and he just stood there.
Wow, he does like me!
Wow, he does like me!
Then I walked Ed around the soccer field a little bit.
Weeeeee! This is fun.
I wanted Ed to go a little faster so I kicked him really softly.
But after I did, something told me that Ed didn’t like to be kicked.
All of a sudden Ed jumped up, kicked his back legs into the wall behind us, and took off.
I think he accidentally turned on the sprinkler system because all of a sudden there was water spraying all over the soccer field.
Then I realized that there was something that Ed hated more than getting kicked… And that was getting wet.
All of a sudden, Ed took off as fast as he could. And the wetter he got the faster he ran.
When the sprinklers finally stopped, Ed was soaking wet. And he had a really sad look on his face.
Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man! I need to get Ed dry before Mr. Jenkins comes back. But what am I going to do?
I could tell that the sun was about to rise too, so I had to do something quick.
I got an idea!
I took off Ed’s skin and I put it out on the grass.
Maybe the sun can dry it off, I thought.
The sun was just about to rise, so I led Ed into his cave and waited for the sun to dry his Zombie skin.
Next thing I know his Zombie horse skin burst into flames.
Oh no!
I was thinking of running out to get it, but it was too late. All that was left was a big piece of rotten Zombie flesh sizzling in the sun.
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��What in tarnation happened to my horse?!!”
All of sudden, Old Man Jenkins showed up.
Everything inside me told me I should just tell Mr. Jenkins the truth.
But if I tell him the truth, I’m going to have to give back my $30. Then I’d never be able to get my Harry Potter Costume.
“Well, boy? What happened?”
“Uh, Mr. Jenkins, sir…Err… I led Ed back to the cave when the sun came up. But I think Ed saw a rabbit or something because he ran out into the grass, and then the sun made him catch on fire.….”
“What? That’s not like Ed. Then what happened?”
“Well, I lured him back into the cave. Then I took his skin off before it could burn him, and I threw it out onto the grass.”
Mr. Jenkins looked at me with his big beady eye sockets. But I couldn’t look at him, so I just looked at Ed, who had a really sad look on his face.
“Well, thank you so much!” Old Man Jenkins yelled as he patted me on the back. “I’m so glad you were here to save my best friend in the whole wide Overworld. If you weren’t here, I don’t know what I would’ve done.”
Then he took out his wallet and pulled out 10 dollars.
“You deserve a reward for trying to save Ed. Here you go,” Mr. Jenkins said.
Mr. Jenkins handed me the 10 dollars, and I just looked at it.
“Thanks again, Zombie, for being so brave.”
“Uh…sure thing, Mr. Jenkins.”
Then Mr. Jenkins and Ed walked away. And Ed turned around and gave me a really sad look.
I took the 10 dollars and I put it in my pocket.