I stepped foot out the front door. I took a deep breathe of fresh air and set out for school. My book bag ways a ton and the strap is ripped; therefore, it's only a matter of time until it tears. It's strange, no one else is wondering the streets. Everything is peaceful. It is just like I wished, everyone gone. I throw my backpack one the grass besides me and lay next to it. The sky is peaceful and still. I gaze up into the clouds and start to see the shapes.
"Hey that one looks like a bunny"
A shadow diverted my attention as it covered me. I look at the figure trying to get eye contact when I noticed that he was covered in blood. The whole front side of this man was covered. Not only that but his close were torn and part of his neck was missing. I stumbled getting up and tried to run off. I looked around and noticed he was not the only one. While my eyes were wandering in the sky it seems that a group of these people gathered around me. I panicked trying to figure out what to do. I decided I better just run through them. It was hard, they kept trying to grab me and throw me down to the ground. I eventually made it out of the mob and headed back for my apartment.
It was a battle getting there. They were all around the place but I made it. I ran up the stairs and to the door. I hurried for the knob but it wouldn't turn. I glanced over my shoulder and saw at least seven of the monsters heading for me.
"Let me in! For the love of god open the door"
All I could think about is if this is were my life is going to end. What was going to happen to me. My hand started to hurt from pounding on the door. I heard a gunshot from inside.
"Open the god damn door"
I waited for a second and glanced over my shoulder once more. The monsters were at the bottom of the stairs and are about to make there way up. I was left with one choice, I have to break the glass. I hit it with no effect. All that happened was my hand hurt a lot from smacking it. I looked around and found a big rock. I picked it up and through it through the window. It shattered into thousands of little shards. I slipped my hand through and turned the knob. I went as fast as I could through the door and ran up the stairs without hesitation. I made it to my room and locked the door. My heart was pounding. I sat down on my couch and flipped on the tube. I started flipping through the channels but all I got were standbys except for one.
"It appears as if the dead have grasped life once more. Zombies as some call them roam the streets. The government advises you to lock your doors and windows. They also say to stay indoors until the streets are cleansed of this evil. Many zombie hunters say that damaging the brain or top of the spinal column will kill them. I repeat… Fred you ha"
The camera hit the floor and all I could hear was screaming. Even if it were for a split second before this channel also went into standby.
I sat on my couch in shock. The dead have come back. How in th-. I paused. The faint sounds of footsteps could be heard coming from down my hall. I got up slowly trying not to make a sound. I slowly crept over to my closet and got a bat out. I shut the door quietly but to no use. As the door closed the top shelf crashed do to the weight I put on it over the years. The footsteps became louder and more frequent up to the point of the pounding on my door. I gripped the bat and took a step back and faced the door. It flung open knocking me down to the ground. I dropped my bat on the fall, it was about 5 feet away. The zombie started to walk towards me. What can I do. I could scurry for the bat but would there be enough time to stand and swing at its head. Should I try to fight it off with my bare hands. I sat there for a moment.