Part of my Short Story

She knew she couldn’t stay at the park down the street from her house. She had to find somewhere nearby that was safe. She knew her brother, Zack, would understand that she can’t stay here. She desperately looked around for something favorable. There! A pawn shop right across the street, the perfect place to hide until he shows. She jogged across the street to the empty shop, trying not to get noticed by the infected, all in vain. The ones nearby noticed her and slowly began to make their way to where she was, their decomposed bodies shambling in the streets. She got to the pawn shop in time to lock the door, hoping and praying that a little lock could keep the horde at bay. She scrambled around the desks inside to find a gun, pawn shops always had guns. Her search ended when she opened a drawer and found a six barrel revolver with full ammo.  With a glance she saw also a baseball bat, and thought that it would be a great thing just in case. The infected were banging their living corpses against the door and windows, trying tirelessly to enter the little shop. She quickly leaned the bat against the desk and prepared for the coming storm.