Don't give glitter to a zombie

Needle in a bug

After my snack Jean lead me over to her bed and told me to take my sweater off, I hesitated but complied, leaving me in my T-shirt. Jean grabbed my left wrist lightly and pulled out something from behind her ear. It was a needle, in her hair, "Um, do I want to know why you have a needle in your hair?"
"Oh don't worry, people's clothes tear all the time," She answered with a light smile, for some reason I felt that wasn't the reason she had it, but I dropped the subject and watched her long fingers prepared the thread.
"Marry, this is going to hurt a lot, if you want you could squeeze Jeremy's hand," Jean stated with an apologetic tone, I nodded and took Jeremy's hand in my right and waited for the pain to start. Jean wasn't lying when she said it would hurt, every time she pushed the needle though my skin it felt like it was being torn apart, and I was taking it out on poor Jeremy's hand, which was now red. Jean took pity on the both of us and finished up quickly, when the ties the thread up I released Jeremy's hand, and looked at the cut, she did an amazing job, I turned to thank her but she and her brother where blushing heavily, their stare fixated on Jeremy's hand, "She did this, oh my,"
"It felt amazing," Jeremy panted covering his eyes with his uninjured hand ,grinning,
"I should have told her to grip my leg instead of you," Jean said in a regretful tone, I watched as they had that conversation,
"Um guys...." I say, wanting to not hear their conversation, "could I go home now?"
"Oh no, we don't want your parents to find that their little daughter is skipping school, you'll just stay till three," Jeremy stated, while Jean wrapped his hand in gaz,
"Oh..." I say, not know what to do now, just stared at my wrist,
"Marry," Jean said as she sat next to me, "we need to ask,"
"Why did you kill yourself?" Jeremy finished, sitting on my other side now, I tried to think back to right before I killed my self, but strangely, I couldn't remember at all that day,
"I.... Can't remember," I mutter before grabbing my head, "I can remember the day before it, but that was a good day,"
"Marry, it's ok if you don't remember," Jean soothed, rubbing my shoulder, I tried hard but to no avail, I give up due to the headache that was forming, I rest my head in my palms, Jean continued to rub my back as I started to fall asleep.

I woke up in a bed with a cool rag on my fore head, I tried to sit up but my head hurt to much. I look around the best that I could from my position, it was a small room with a faded grey dresser and a window, nothing else, I attempted to move again ,it worked and I sat up, getting a better view of the room, I saw nothing new other then a throw rug, I debated with my self if I should get up or just stay in bed, my laziness got the better of me . As I snuggles back under the covers the door open, reviling the blond twins, with my back pack and sweater, "Marry, it's 2 a clock," Jean gently shook my shoulder as if to wake me, I sit up,
"Oh man, sorry for passing out," I apologize, me not sleeping after the monster at my window thing had me dead tired. I tried to move my legs but felt a familiar stiffness that wouldn't let me move, I struggled for a moment before looking over to the twins, who where giggling,
"Oh dear, you have what is called 'coffin stiff' all zombies get it, " Jeremy said, helping my legs to hang over the edge and moves them up and down, "your joints will stiffen up so you'll need to do a lot of stretching,"
"Huh," I say with furrowed brows, the feeling in my legs started to come back and I stood up, wobbling a bit but steadied myself, Jean grinned and handed me my things,
"Oh, we put some treats in your bag incase you get hungry and we aren't there," Jean added, "keep it cool,"
I shiver and nod, they walk me to the door,
"Thank you guys, for everything," I say, I was so thankful for them not abandoning me, the twins grin and hugged me,
"Oh it's alright, we are happy to help out our little zombie," Jeremy gushed, " if anything else happens tell us ok?"
I nod then walk out of the gate.

I turned the corner that lead to my street when I saw the glowing eyes again, closer this time, I tried to look away from the eyes, facing for words and nearly sprinting down my street, but when I look over it was keeping up with me. I growl and sped up, finally making it to my front door, I turn and watch as the creature catch up, then attempt to turn out of the graveyard gate, but it seemed to run into a force field, but it gave me a good view of its self, it was a lanky form, having long thin arms that had green at the hands and fade into a pale cream color; it's head was covered by a what seemed to be a top hat, but brown hair could be seen poking out from under it; it's body covered in a long grey trench coat, I notice the fog still left the face covered.
I stare at it as it ran back farther into the graveyard, I shiver at the sight and made my way inside.
I walk into the kitchen, hopping to sneak my...food... Into the very back of the fridge without any of my family noticing , I open the cooler and unzip my bag, pulling a large tin foiled covered shape, I gag at the thought of the thought that this once was human. As I closed the lid I turn around only top jump on top of the color, my step sister was behind me, in her dark colored glory, she was short for her age,   Long black hair that she cut in a choppy fashion, bright green eyes she lined with black, a obscure band t-shirt and dark red skinny jeans covered her form, and to top it off she had taken up the trend off using lip liner to draw on scars from cutting ,she had convinced people she cut. This was Karen Wiston ,aka the terrible tween.
"What are you doing?" Karen asks, a curious look on her face,
"Nothing," I say quickly, she is the last person I want to find out about me,
"Well its probably boring living person stuff," she huffed, I hunch over, what? Did she.....do what I did?
"What?" I ask, my voice a bit more ragged, Karen smirks,
"Oh, did I not tell you? My boyfriend is a vampire and turned me into one," she proudly said, I sigh thankfully, she was bluffing, another weird fantasy. I shake my head chuckling and started to walk off, Karen followed, "hey! Don't you want to hear about my new undead life?!"
"Not at all," I say ready to close the door, "I have reading to do,"
"Awe," Karen pouted, "will you at least smoke with me?"
"You need to stop that," I chide, then close the door, listening as she grumbled and walked away. I sigh and walk to my bed, then pulling out the book I lay down, preparing to get my read on when I felt the same tiredness from the twin's house hit me again,
I glance at the clock, I could take a ten minute nap. I snuggle into the blankets and drift off, only to feel and hear someone say, "Welcome, sister."