We're excited to announce the winners of the Unigo Zombie Apocalypse Scholarship.
“Imagine that your high school/college has been overrun with zombies. Your math professor, the cafeteria ladies, and even your best friend have all joined the walking dead. Use your brain to flesh out a plan to avoid the zombies, including where you would hide and the top five things you would bring with you to stay alive.”
With the popularity of the hit show “The Walking Dead” and movies like “World War Z,” this scholarship is ideal for zombie fans and enthusiasts. Our winning “survivors” would be great to have around in a post-apocalyptic world overrun with the living dead. By coming up with the perfect zombie survival plan, they’ll manage to survive flesh-eating zombies — and the costs of college. See our past winners and their scholarship responses below.
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Dry Ridge, KY
Slowly I crouch,
& carefully take aim.
Mr. Gibbons sure is a grouch,
I'll aim for his brain.
I reload my bow,
& crawl across the floor,
behind me a grenade blows,
as I make my way to the door.
I inch towards the chemistry lab,
& as I'm rounding the corner,
suddenly I'm grabbed,
then WHAM! I end Mr. Boernear.
I slip into the room,
& stop when I sense movement,
I off Mr. Evans with a broom,
his zombie game really needs improvement.
I run to the supply closet,
Trying to read the labels,
something reeks of vomit,
then behind me I hear flipping tables.
Slowly I turn,
to see the zombies pressing in.
My stomach churns,
boy, I sure hope I win.
I grab the two nearest jars,
& pour them in a beaker.
I throw it towards the stars,
And crouch down near my sneakers.
A second passes by,
then the room is rocked by an explosion,
I'm completely knocked awry,
but the zombies look like they've suffered
Victorious, I rise,
raising my fist in elation,
but I'm staring into a pair of dead eyes,
this is an unexpected situation.
A straggler has escaped,
& I find myself unarmed.
I accept this as my fate,
& that I'll soon be harmed.
Gripped with the urge to flee,
I grab what's nearest my hand,
& when the zombie reaches towards me,
I stab it with a replica DNA strand.
Not a moment did I waste,
Not wanting to be a snack,
out of the school I raced,
not once looking back.
Amy H. Hampton, VAMajor: Nursing
ACHOO! Oh no… did they hear me, please please tell me they didn’t hear me. But the dust and the rat pellets, and oh my god that spider is the size of a baby’s arm. Is that a condom over there? Who would do that in here!? More noise. Gotta tilt that tile back again, see if they’re close or if I can get some more food. The run to the gym for a mat to sleep on and towels to use as blankets and pillows was a close call, I barely avoided Mr. Mancini, thank heavens Joel got to him and was able to tear a leg off this morning before Mancini bit his face. Poor Joel, no more quarterbacking. Hard to do with your nose chewed off and being zombified and all. No more social studies for me Mr. Mancini! Been here ever since, trying to make an excursion out for canned food. Glad I thought to grab that can opener on the last trip. Okay, tilting back. Oh NO! Is that Mike?! Dude, pompadours look even worse when you’re a zombie. Who would’ve thought there was a crawl space behind the school freezer. As long as the water in the well holds out, I have enough canned food to last for a long time. Now all I need is reading material and a place to pee. I will make this work. Everyone knows nurses make the best survivalists.
Wendy P. Champaign, ILMajor: Accounting
“Class, turn your textbooks to page forty-three!”
A forceful door knock is heard suddenly.
Mr. Math fatefully decided to check;
In seconds, we hear a crunch of the neck.
Returning back pale and decaying,
In come three zombies staggering and swaying.
We jump out of our desks and rush to our feet,
Coming towards us, they were ready to eat!
I threw my textbook at his brainless head,
Then grabbed my friend to escape the walking dead.
We ran downstairs to the chemistry room,
Locking the door with a table and a broom.
The open ingredients compelled us to conspire;
We made concoctions that cause explosion and fire.
Hauling the beakers in a recycling bin,
We yelled, “Let the zombie apocalypse begin!”
They vehemently banged and moaned at the door.
I aimed the explosive and counted to four.
Darting to the gym, I took a pack of matches.
A surviving zombie gave my friend a few scratches.
Within minutes, her skin started to rot;
She turned against me and I felt guilty in thought.
A new crowd of zombies was by her side.
I ran into the locker room for a better place to hide.
In the sports closet, I found just what I was looking for:
Archery equipment, gasoline, and golf carts galore.
I locked the exit doors, smothering fuel around the school;
I dropped the lit matches, driving off and feeling cruel.
After an arduous battle against the zombies,
I came out victorious and was able to appease!
Sierra S. Orland, CAMajor: Pediatrics
Roses are red.
Dead flesh is green.
When the dead start to rise,
You’re on my team.
Running fast and far
Just trying to survive
Hurry up and get in
Because I’m starting to drive!
To Costco we go,
To stock up supplies
We have cars and vaccines
Good thing Costco provides
Quick stock up on food
Grab all the guns
Propane tanks and torches
And hope for good fortune.
Hurry, lock the doors!
They are coming in fast.
Grab, lock, and load,
And get ready to blast!
As we open the doors,
A breeze lingers through.
Zombies! They’re on the horizon!
Now let’s end this snafu!
The apocalypse begins,
And flesh starts to fly!
The battle is raging,
And the dead start to die!
The smell of rotten flesh,
And flame throwers ablaze.
We’re stronger than them,
And slowly end this craze!
Quick! Where’s the vaccine?
A zombie injected his poison!
My fever is increasing,
And my world begins to darken.
Brains, flesh, and heart beats,
Take over all my senses.
Fight it, now, fight it!
Control this unruly nonsense!
Weaker and weaker, my body collapses.
A moment me and then a monster,
ready to turn on a friend.
And yet there are more sharp punctures…
Wait, I’m back to a clear mind,
And the cannibal urges dissipate!
My eyes gradually open,
And a new world awaits…
Roses are red.
Our flesh is still white.
We fought long and hard
To be the victors tonight!
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