Assignment 10- Madison Underwood- Zombies? Peace Out!

If I were to walk down the street to see a zombie staring me straight in the eyes... I would hide. So, instead of detailing to you the totally awesome ways I could overcome an attack of slobbery beasts, I'll tell you why I wouldn't. Firstly, as much as I would like to say I am brave enough to combat against the zombie uprising, I know that the second I see one I will take cover because I am a chicken. I value my life more than I value the legacy that would be left of my name if I killed a bunch of zombies, and frankly I'd be too scared to come within 50 feet of one. Besides, who's to say that the slaughtering of these zombies is my job? As in the case of a fire where the main objective is to save children and the elderly, as far as I'm concerned, the adults in my life and of my community would rather take it upon themselves to fight zombies as opposed to sending a bunch of highschoolers- who can't even do their own laundry let alone slay a bunch of back-from-the-dead creatures. As for my plan, I would assume a zombie attack would evoke chaos, so I would either camp out at my home or in a supermarket- both have an abundance of supplies and are hopefully pretty secure.