When I was younger, my grandmother used to tell me this story, in which she used to say that this happened to my great great grandmother.

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I was about 16 years old at that time . I, my father, my mother and my 2 brothers, at that time we were just 5 people living in that small house. Those houses were in a small city in Rajasthan, India, called Sawai Madhopur. We were very happy . Then something happened that still weeps a lot after remembering it the date was 5 we all are in home And then mother was connected to the motor that we got her voice. My father went out and thought he might have slipped from the water My brother also went after my father, I was eating food, so I did not go, but even after some time, if he did not come in, then I went out Asked to see if he did not leave me at home and roam.The bus had got gate so that the ground slipped under my feet That sight was never worth forgetting.Seeing the people who were eating a distance, it seemed that they are in their own separate world and their AIM is just to kill them all. I used to say something, but who would I say, when I saw my father far away, he was above my brother and was biting him, so that his blood was coming out.Looking at them, I felt something like "what do zombies or vampires call them?" If yes then it means ...I immediately closed the gate and locked myself in a corner without saying anything. 3 hours later, when the consciousness settles So started checking the news of my mother's phone and found out that it was a virus that occurs in African ants.Its a scientific name was Zombie ants. Now it was known that if I go out of the house, then I will become beloved to God.Now something had to be done so that I could bring my family back and save the people, but before saving the people, I also wanted to save myself first. Now it was almost 6 hours, shed alone in that house I was still crying And now I was feeling hungry too.I go to the kitchen very slowly to make noodles I ate . then mujhe khayaal aaya ki kyu na or information lekr kisi safe place jaya jaye bahar ki voice was scaring me Like when cars are getting blasted and sirens are playing.Sadly, my plate of noodles fell from me, although the plate was empty, but suddenly there was a loud voice at the gate as if someone was trying to break the gate Now I was even more scared When I dared to look out of the window, many people were at the gate, seeing their condition, I understood that they are all victims of the same zombie virus.