Friday, October.

Friday, October

In my latest post I told of the day where I was asked by Mr. Collins for my hand in marriage. What I failed to inform you of was that less then a week later he began to enjoy the sight and presence of my neighbor and family friend Ms. Charlotte Lucas. Before the gossip of my refusal died down it seemed they where engaged. I had never fathomed the two, who in my opinion are complete opposites, would join each other in marriage. Dear Charlotte is a calm and peaceful spirit, when Mr. Collins is a nothing of the sort. The Bennett household had nothing to show but utterly horrified faces when we heard of the news!

On to more news…

So since the marriage of my delightful friend she has moved with her new husband to the town Hunsford, to our dismay. Three months have passed away, and I thought it a appropriate tribute to our friendship to visit. Not to mention that the absence has weakened my disgust of Mr. Collins. Which in my opinion is for the worst.

The following morning along with my aunt I began my journey of twenty-four miles. To protect us in the incident of zombies, the coachman had hired two men to assist us. Besides the men, that I doubted could provide much protection, I was also fully armed. After a while of riding the chaise lurched to a halt. This followed with shattering screams and the crack of gunpowder. I pulled back the curtain and saw a sight I could hardly believe! There where no less then two- hundred creatures of the dead scraping at our chaise. I sprang out of and onto the roof of the carriage and assessed this situation we were in. I realized that I was unable to behead this many creatures, before they reach the horses, which would guarantee being doomed to a slow death. I sprang to the drivers box. I cracked the whip, and we were off at quite an extreme speed until the danger had passed.

When I was finally at Mrs. Collins’ home I rested for the remainder of the evening. The attack of so many zombies at once had made me feel as if I had not slept in an entire year. I hope to never see a sight of two- hundred zombies ever again but if I do then I know I will succeed in beheading and burning them all.