the Z chronicals part 2

i was now traveling with a child witch wasnt even mine and im not gunna make this rhyme this time just gunna jot this down. not gunna make it far. gas is gone down and depleting fast, and food needs refreshed. and night was still fresh. jeese if i new the rest. babies done gone made a mess, id be darned if i cleaned it up, like a stinky beatle i couldnt help but threw up. damned if i found out, that diapers wernt ther, gues this babies just gunna have to deal, with going comando, because hours of driving makes me cranky. baby. i need to rest, but not now this isnt the place, i hear the z's coming from afar, howed they get so fast, no need to think, just gotta stampede, into the car into the seat, hear that sweat enine, and ram the jeep, we needed shelter and fast, couldnt travel but a mile, befor we crashed, so we should watch out, hope we find a way out, even a cottage will do, baby what can i do, why dont you, hush up and come to, the night was still brewing, hecked if i couldnt stop rhyming,like it mattered cause my princess we were in hell, hay look a fire, looks like a camp, sorta like mine, feel sorry for them, if anything iv learned its not to trust people, the onl thing scarier that z's is humans.

i just hope them the best, cause no warning will come to them, soon there all be dead, aye baby, do you see that Z? that will be us son, as if, about a quarter of an tank, we reached an place, seemed secure, but looks can be decieving, so no need for discussing, the problems at hand, so lets just hope theres ham, man am i starving, and the baby needs some milk. i ramped the door ovoiding the rest, and made my presance clear, im cranky and made, i feel as if i could beat down, thousands of them z's, just come at me, but still none to see, guess were clear or good for now baby, now what shall i call you cause baby aint gunna work forever, how about zaden, its an great name, if only my wife hadnt of tried to save you, then id of left you, but i trust you, man lets look for food, after i barakade the door, man i was almost a fool, i grab my hammer, and nails and pound a board upon the windows and door, saftey galore, now to the kitchen i ran, with the baby in my hand, opening the fridge, man what a foul smell, seemed to be rotten eggs, glad i had my lantern, cause seemed like a dead Z, i grabbed what seemed like an preopened bag of popcorn, witch was ina drawer, i wasnt picky, however the baby, i sure in hell want gunna chew it and spit 

in its mouth, heck no, its gunna have to starve, however since i promised my wife id keep her safe, il asymblle something and keep searching, i opened a cabinete door, sadly i only found green beans and a few cans for corn, witch is a plus side for me just not the baby, i moved the cans around a bit, and discovered canned mash potatoes, guess it will have to do for now, not like this is five star resteraint or something, anyhow my rhyiming is fading as i am dasing tired and drifting off for it is a late time,
i may want to hurry this up before i fall alseep, i quickly rush towards the dish war and got the can opener and opened the can and smashed it together, i couldnt cook it but its better than nothing, i began spoon feeding it to the baby or Zaden, witchever you prefer, he ate it neither theless, after feeding him i layed him down on the couch, i then with soggy eyes knew my hunger was important if i were to stay strong and keep the baby at least presafe not going to lie im not rhyming right now but you try going three days without food running and facing Z's see if you still rhyme, anyhow i opened a can of green beans and grabbed a fork and ate at least 3 cans im not going to stress it any i ate a lot, but hunger was powerful, it overtook me and so i couldnt of resisted but anyhow, i layed on the couch placing the child on my stomache, and held the young in my arms caressing it like i saw in the movies, and closed my eyes, i was to weak to stay awake and keep watch,........
day 3 of the zombie journal coming soon.
in the next journal entry.