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I Lived Alone in the Appalachian Mountains for 2 Years After the Zombie Outbreak, Then I Saw Smoke

Story Title - I Lived Alone in the Appalachian Mountains for 2 Years After the Zombie Outbreak, Then I Saw Smoke! Two years ago, I was just a preschool teacher on a mountain retreat with other staff members from different schools. It was supposed to be a quiet program trip to build connections between schools, something we did every few years. But on the drive back, the roads clogged, the radios stopped making sense, and the world collapsed faster than anyone believed possible. I never made it home. I never found my family again. I survived by going back to the last safe place I remembered… an old remote cabin deep in the Appalachian Mountains, meant for a group of ten or more people. And at first, I almost didn’t make it. I wasn’t built for the wilderness. I was thin, weak, and clueless about real survival. I didn’t know how to hunt properly, didn’t know tracks, didn’t know what plants would kill me. I only had basic geography, a little chemistry knowledge, and a stubborn refusal to die. But over two brutal years, I learned the hard way. I built traps. I dug crude trenches. I learned to chop wood, stretch food, and move quietly. My world became a daily routine of checking snares, guarding the cabin, and finishing off the infected that drifted too close in old hiking clothes and everyday outfits, still walking even after everything human was gone. Then one morning, I hear something that doesn’t belong out here. Distant gunshots. A thin line of smoke rising over the trees. Proof that living people are back in my mountains. And that means trouble, because wherever there’s smoke, the dead follow. I don’t want to be part of anyone’s group, and I don’t want anyone finding my cabin… but if I ignore it, the chaos could roll straight into my territory anyway. So I pack light, grip my spear, and head toward the smoke—knowing I might be walking into the first real human conflict I’ve faced in over a year. If you have any ideas or suggestions, please email me - thejacksnightmares@gmail.com DISCLAIMER: This is an original story written by me for Jack’s Nightmares. All characters, events, and locations are fictional and used for entertainment purposes only. The final video is reviewed and finalized by me to maintain quality, realism, and consistency. Each story is manually edited and completed by a human creator. This content is made in compliance with YouTube policies. If you enjoy grounded survival horror, zombie outbreak stories, emergency broadcasts, and realistic apocalypse scenarios, subscribe and join our community. New uploads are on the way, and your comments genuinely help shape what I create next. Ignore: zombie outbreak, zombie apocalypse, appalachian mountains, survival story, first person, alone survivor, cabin survival, wilderness survival, infected, walking dead, realistic horror, post apocalypse, end of the world, trapped in the mountains, smoke in the distance, gunshots, homemade spear, hatchet, survival traps, no shelter, cold weather survival, off grid, survival narration, you are not alone, abandoned cabin, real time survival, tense survival story, creepy story, disaster survival, apocalypse story #zombieoutbreak #creepypasta #scarystories #zombieapocalypse