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Zombies and giant dogs

I don't know why what he said affected me so; just all his words were floating in my mind.

What happened to the strong Christen, the one earlier today? This Christen reminded so much of when I lived down here, the push over. What I just did over there in front of Paul was exactly what I did long time ago run. I always run, didn't look back just ran that was like a motto for me 'run you well never get hurt.' Well trust me it hurts running to.

I vowed when I took in Gracie that I would never run again, but look at me; crying and running away, pathetic.

I stopped in front of the forest, not even hesitating I walked in. I remembered a little clearing in the middle of the forest were I used to go to just relax and get away. That's were I was heading, or just wanting to get away.

About 15 minutes in my little hike I found it. It was more beautiful then I remembered. I smiled and sat down in the middle looking at the clouds and started signing. I would sign whenever I was very emotional. I don't really know why I just do.

She walks to school with the lunch she packed

Nobody knows what she's holdin' back

Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday

She hides the bruises with linen and lace

I closed my eyes and sang stronger letting my emotions run out with each lyric.

This song reminded me so much of Gracie it hurt to sing it, but I just could find myself to stop.

The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask

It's hard to see the pain behind the mask

Bearing the burden of a secret storm

Sometimes she wishes she was never born

Through the wind and the rain

She stands hard as a stone

In a world that she can't rise above

But her dreams give her wings

And she flies to a place where she's loved

Concrete angel

Somebody cries in the middle of the night

The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights

A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate

When morning comes it'll be too late

A statue stands in a shaded place

An angel girl with an upturned face

A name is written on a polished rock

A broken heart that the world forgot

Tears began to swell up, what if I was to late. Gracie my rock wouldn't be here and I would be still living in that dump of apartment instead of following my dream as a hair dresser, probably would have excepted the offer my old friend gave me to get into selling drugs, he would always say I was so good at persuading people.

Through the wind and the rain

She stands hard as a stone

In a world that she can't rise above

But her dreams give her wings

And she flies to a place where she's loved

Concrete angel

Is sighed and opened my eyes. I hear rustling to the right of me, okay that's a little bit creepy. I stood up, while trying to see what caused that, but couldn't see anything. Okay very creepy. I went to walk away but I bumped into a wall. But that wall clapped, wait clapped?" I looked up to see a handsome pale man in front of me.

"Excuse me, I thought I was alone." Slowly backing away from him, I just had a bad feeling about this guy, no human can be that beautiful so alluring. I felt like a fly about to rest on one of those Venus fly traps.

"You sing beautifully, why choice such a sad song?" He smiled and stroked my cheek. I gasped his hand was like ice, so cold almost felt like he was dead. This guy either is dead and I'm losing my mind thinking zombies walking around and happens to wander in front of me and now is thinking that he wants to eat me or he was just outside for way to long and has hypothermia. At the moment I'm hoping for the second one.

I pushed away his hand. "Please don't touch me." That when I saw his eyes, red like blood. Now I was officially freaked. Never mind definitely option 1 oh my god he's a mindless zombie.

"Oh don't worry little pet." His voice was so sickly sweet, he grabbed my arm. I quickly scratched at it like a coyote in a trap trying to bite of its own leg. "Please let me go." I cried. "Quite! Food shouldn't speak." What, me food? Oh god this guys a freak. I'm going to die out her! Tears blurred my vision.

"You bastard let go!" I tried kicking him but failed miserably, he caught my foot and throw me into a near by tree. Oh im going to feel that tomorrow. I tried to get up and get away but he beat me to it and grabbed me by the throat. I coughed trying to get air in my throat.

He leaned toward my neck and I saw fangs. Oh My God! He's a fuck'n zombie I knew. I struggled more, I thought zombies were weak you know kick him and they fall apart.

My vision was darkening from the lack of air and having trouble staying concuss. I knew I was going to die here today and I'm about to be freaking zombie chow.

I was about to give up when I heard a growl and suddenly let go. I coughed again and air filled my body quickly and I turned to see 5 huge dogs, when I saw huge I mean horse sized with big sharp teeth and really sharp claws growling and snarling.

I am really regretting coming to the forest. I mean now there's freaking huge dogs going to eat me. I don't know which is worse zombie chow or puppy chow.

Wait maybe I'm dreaming, yeah that it. Okay Chris wakey wakey. I pinched my self. "Ouch!" rubbing my arm okay so I am awake, grrreat.

The zombie booked it out of there, wow who said zombies were slow. I laughed, I know weird im about to be killed and I'm, well I have a reasonable explanation I had one to many Mike hard lemonades, yup that's it I'm drunk and delusional.

I noticed that there was only 1 dog now, the others most have chased after the zombie or something. Then something burst out of the bush beside me, I screamed.

"Sam!" I yelled clutching my heart. "Don't fucking scare a drunken girl." I laughed.

"Christen you're not drunk." I laughed and slapped his arm. "Then why are there giant dogs and zombies fighting, I'm obviously drunk and delusional." He just sighed.

"Look that was no zombie and that no dog" He started "Well now that you say something they looked more wolfish, yeah they were giant wolves." I added, he just glared at me for interrupting, sorry cranky pants, I'm drunk what do you expect.

"Those were Vampire and werewolves. What you saw was real and you're not drunk. You didn't even open your lemonade." Damn he was right, oh god!

"Holey cheese and crackers! I'm just going to lay do-" All I saw was darkness.

Sorry it not very long, I'm tired its 12:40 a.m here and I'm practically a zombie lol. Hope you liked it. Oh and the song is concrete angel by Martina McBride