The night the walkers came

Ashes, Ashes, we all die SCREAMIMG

Ring around the rosies, pockets filled with posies, ashes, ashes, we all die SCREAMING!!!!

I look at the TV, feeling frightened as ever. These horror movies have not made me braver, but have made me more scared. My big brother, Jordan, has been trying to get me to watch these movies so his pranks at night can be even scarier.

I'm sorry about not introducing myself, I'm Taylor Bennet, just a thirteen- year old girl. By brother, Jordan Bennet, is a seventeen year old boy, or as he calls himself, man.

He's been trying to scare me with movies like- Wait a sec- I have a list!-

Chucky
Annabelle
The walking dead
American Horror Story
Dead silence
The visit
Unfriended

And a lot more.... I haven't had the chance to even tell my brother of what I'm afraid of. I haven't told anyone. Not even my "friends" or my parents know, just me.

"So, is it making you cry yet?" Jordan comes in with a bucket of popcorn.

"Um, you tell me." I said. He rolled his eyes.

"Whatever. By the way, mom and dad are going out on Friday to some stupid club, so I'm watching you." He said, chewing his popcorn, looking at the TV.

"And how is that a good thing?" I asked looking over and him. He sat down next to me.

"Because, I get to be in charge." He said smirking.

"Oh, no way. I'M more responsible than you." I said looking back at the TV.

"Maybe, but I'm still in charge. So while I'm at it, don't have your friends over, oh wait! You don't have any!" He said looking at me.

"I have friends! Way more than you, edleast." I said punching him in the stomach.

"Oh yeah, name two." He said.

"Raven, and Peter-"

"Those two dorks that go at your school." He said.

"There not dorks! And, I can have them over if I want them to!" I said taking the bucket out of his hands and eating it.

"Whatever, I'm bringing MY friends over so stay UPSTAIRS."  He said looking at me with wide eyes.

"Sure, sure, and when was the last time you've had a friend?" I said running up the stairs with the popcorn.

"Hey! Give me the popcorn!" Jordan said chasing after me.

I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. He seriously gets on my nerves, but he does it like any other brother would. 

I'm pretty sure he's not coming back, because I don't hear anything. I opened the door in a crack, and looked through it...

I looked across the hall, seeing my door. I opened the door all the way open, but yet quietly. I tiptoed across the hall, into my room.

I shut the door quietly, making sure Jordan couldn't hear me.

Crunch, crunch, crunch

I heard noises outside of my window. Crunching noises. "Jordan, if your messing with me it's not working!" I yelled.

Crunch, crunch.

"I'm telling you, stop it!" I yelled again. But the noise never stopped.

I looked behind my white curtains, seeing a figure leaning of the ground. Under it was another figure, but shaking.

I heard noises like, eating, or something. I looked closer, and saw that maybe the figure was helping someone, but when I looked closer...

He wasn't helping someone.....

He was eating someone.