Cutting it close, but here's my entry. The story's been written in the style of a children's picture book.
To the people of the small community of Ghost Lake, Ontario the terror of Zombie Day, as the media called it, seemed remote. It was the middle of winter with record breaking snowfall. No zombies were ever going to make it that far north.
So they continued with their lives and watched the bulletins on how to survive Zombie Day and the resulting panic in other cities. Although in Toronto it was more to do with getting 20 cm of snow.
Then, one morning Lisa came downstairs to discover her family listening to the local news. Zombies had somehow arrived in Ghost Lake and everyone was advised to stay away from them.
For the next few days people kept away from the Zombies, which was made easier as the zombies had difficulty moving through knee-high snow.
Lisa noticed that although they shambled and groaned, these zombies didn’t appear to be trying to eat anyone. This was not proper zombie behaviour, according to the media and government warnings.
So she began to follow them and see what they were doing.
She discovered that they always went to the lake which was frozen solid. The zombies would glide somewhat gracefully over the frozen water and when she saw two zombies holding branches and trying to hit a pinecone around she had an idea.
Rushing back home Lisa called her friends and told them her idea. Although it took a lot of convincing, her friends agreed to help her.
The next day Lisa and her friends gathered at the lake, equipped with plastic hockey sticks and a puck. Gathering her courage Lisa called out to the zombies and asked if they wanted to play hockey.
The zombies were delighted that people wanted to play with them and happily agreed and they played hockey for the rest of the winter.