Suburban Warfare

It was a day like any other or so I thought till I went outside and heard the noise the cacophony made me cover my ears the zombie apocalypse had started like I feared, Up and down my street there was hysteria people running away taking chaotic cover not wanting to get bit by the neighborhood zombies which included the postman, paper boy and even my auntie, Running back inside my house I peeked out my windowpane there was a perpetual line of zombies all over looking insane their eyes were hollow and some ran while others moped a curious one at a yard sale trying to eat a kaleidoscope, Soon they disappeared and thinking the coast was clear hearing the door bell ring I opened up to someone dear my avon lady who looked unusually disheveled lunging at me I hit her over the head with a convenient shovel, Before I knew it I was fighting for my life the last thing I wanted to be was the postman's zombie wife he and the other zombies spiraled around my block so I escaped into my car and took off while hearing the tickety tock, Looking in my rearview mirror I thanked God for MacGyver if I'd never had watched his shows I could have been another zombie that ended up being blown to smithereens probably by another survivalist housewife just like me. 9-16-17