Death of the World (Zombie Apocalypse)

Chapter 1. The day it went to hell

(Alex's POV)
I ran inside to my room and I throw my backpack. It's finally friday and I'm so happy. Today wasn't the best but it will hopefully get better.

My Mom called me downstairs as I was taking off my shoes. "One second!" I yell as I run down the stairs. I slam into a wall as I try to slide into the living room. I mutter an ow as my mom patted the couch next to her, seeming panicked.

I raise an eyebrow at her as turns back to the tv. "What's goin...." I get cut off by a scream from the tv as I see someone get attacked in the background. Next thing I know, the news reporter and camera man are running as the news reporter gets bit as they kick and scream.

Blood curdling screams echoed from the tv as it went to static when the camera fell. "Oh my god" That was all I could mutter as my Mom rushed me to get my brother and pack.

I ran straight to his room and barged in. "Get out of my room Alex! I'm busy!" I didn't listen as I pulled him up from his place on his bed. "We need to get stuff together and go!" He just sighs and sluggishly starts.

I rush to my room and hurry to pack some clothes and run back downstairs, almost falling. My mom had her pistol in her hand as she handed me two axes. "Mom, where are we going to go?" She looks at me with a sad look. "I'm not sure yet but we will be somewhere safe"

My brother finally joined us as we all ran towards the car. We quickly got in as my brother finally realized how messed up the world is. "Holy..." The sound of the engine starting cut him off as my mom hauled out of there.

The infected were chasing a large crowd of people behind us. Some people begged for us to help them and even tried opening the door but we locked them all quickly. People were dying left and right. At one point I let my eyes look for a bit too long and saw a young girl, about 12 or 13, getting mauled on by a couple of zombies.

My brother tried looking but I made him keep his head down as I didn't want him seeing all of her guts decorating the asphalt. I started tearing up, knowing full well that things would never be the same again.

-Two days later-

Our car broke down on one of the highway ramps. My mom told my brother to stay in the car as her and I went to look at the car. My class in automotive is paying off. We figured out quickly it was the radiator hose so she and I went to look for one amongst the abandoned vehicles.

As we looked, I passed by one of the cars and a smell of death reached my nose. Curiosity got the better of me so I looked. A dead woman sat there in the drivers seat. Her skin was decaying, her hair looked as stiff as hay from the blood that is was doused in, you could see her rib cage from where the zombies ripped through her. Her intestines were strung over her lap.

I checked the backseat as well. There was a car seat with blood. Next to it was dried blood and small intestines. Finally when I looked to the floor, i found the source. A baby was laying lifeless on the floor. The insides surrounding the kid. I turned away and puked. Chunks of undigested food came up as I leaned over.

What I saw next made me stand straight up. Zombies. They were walking towards the car. They were too close to my mom. "Mom! Zombies!" She appeared as she finally noticed the zombies. My brother stayed in the car, not looking at the zombies.

She ran, trying to get to the car. But she wasn't fast enough to escape the hoard. They got her and started to rip her apart. My brother ran out with a knife and stabbed one in the head. He got grabbed by another as it bit into his neck, tearing into his jugular vein.

    I ran and got into the car as the zombies mauled my family. I heard one of them yell "Run!" I almost didn't hear it due to the groans of the hoard of zombies. I started the car and backed up into the hoard, running all of them over.

    I put the vehicle in drive and went forward a bit. I ran out of the car to my brother and mothers bodies. It was a bloody mess. I grabbed her gun and his knife. What I didn't notice was my mother was one of them.

    She grabbed my left arm and took a big bite. I screamed as I grabbed my brothers knife and stabbed her in the head. "Sh*t..." I kept muttering as I ran to the car and drove off. 'I don't have much longer....' I thought as I drove.

   Oh how wrong I was