I think one of them broke my
arm today. I donít know why, but sometimes some of them are a lot
smarter than others. The one that broke my arm jumped me from a second
story roof. Iím lucky that a broken arm is all I could have.
Iím lucky he didnít land on me with his teeth. I saw him falling
towards me out of the corner of my eye & I raised my right arm to try
to block him, but he still knocked me down & landed with his stomach
smothering my face & his chest pinning my right arm. I had to
pull my pistol with my left hand & shoot him in the hip just to roll
him off me. When I tried to get up I put some weight on my right
arm & it hurt so bad it took two shots to hit him in the head even
though he was only a foot away. So now my brother & I decided
itís really been too dangerous all along for us to be searching for supplies
alone. I know it probably wouldnít have made a difference with what
happened today, but eventually a group of marauders will probably come
here & thatíll be a lot harder to deal with than the smartest-fastest
zombie. I need to find out if my armís really broken or not.
I need to find out if I need to put a cast on it & how long it will
take to heal. I think itís six weeks; I really canít afford that.
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