''Class Open up your Books to page 137" A Person in a Uniform said.
That? Thats my Teacher Ms. Katlinne, she usually teaches about math and stuff
I Usually Like Math unlike most Americans I Guess thats what Half Asian is,
anyway my name is Michael Johnson and Im Here to Tell you a Very Short-Lived story,
Shall we get to the point? Alright.
"Hey Bro, Can i Borrow that Sharpener my Pencil fell on the ground and the tip got broken soo" A White-Toned Person Said.
Him? oh Hes my Best Buddy "Peter" He Gets really Tensed out too much most of the time,
But I guess hes a great guy.
"Yeah Sure, Here ya go" I Said With Boredom.
"Thanks Bro." Peter Replied.
As Soon as He made that Turn into his Pencil in the Sharpener, We Hear Gunshots outside
"What Was That?" A Boy in The Background Said with a Slight feel of Terror.
As Soon as we Heard it We Made our Way through the Windows, after a few seconds we hear screaming.
but now it Seems different those things, are Walking and They Seem to Be Dead, Judging from Theyre Ragged Clothes, Bloody Patterns, and Skeletal Figure.
But Then after a few seconds *crash* a noise can be heard from the Doors and they walk in here, one of those things grabbed one of my
Classmates a Really Hard Pull in the Hair then, He Starts to Sink His Teeth unto her face.
"Run!'' One of My Classmates Said.
We Run As Fast as We Can to Get to The Other Door, After i finally made it and i looked back there is saw most of my classmates get eaten and my teacher.