Category : Stories

Sub Category : Comedy

   I died a peacefull death. Old age, asleep, it was good. I had a nice funeral and everything went according to my Will. Then I came crawling back out of the dirt. I became an old, decrepid, forgetfull, and dentureless, zombie. My name is Doris and in accordance with the apocolipse, I came back to "life".
    Now a'days I spend time with my grandkids. I try to eat their brains, but, as afore mentioned, I have no teeth. Therefore, I settle for the raw steak they give me time to time. 
    One day another zombie came and tried to eat MY gandkids. So, I ate him and his soft tissues. Now the kiddos keep me around for protection. I am just happy to eat.