The exercise:
Write something involving zombies.
I don't know where that came from. But it's here now, so let's just all play along, okay?
Mine:
Harry had never been a very bright boy. The letter 'A' had never graced a paper he'd written or test he'd struggled through with crinkled brow and sweaty hands. He would sit at the back of his classes, quiet as a shadow and desperately hoping the teacher wouldn't place him in the glare of the teenage spotlight to answer a question that he didn't even understand, much less know the answer to.
I always figured he just had a lot of empty space where brain matter should have been. A literal 'in one ear, out the other' sort of guy.
Which is why I'm having trouble figuring out why the zombies went after him first.
And what exactly does it say about my intelligence that they're coming after me next?
