Dead Outside

Chapter 1

    "Like I was saying, class", Mrs. Miller blabbed. It was September 5th, 2013 and just another boring day of my life. I can't remember what exactly happened that day, but I do remember this.

   "Ethan! Step out into the hall now!" Mrs. Miller yelled. Ethan dragged his chair away from his desk and through it back to his desk. He squeaked his shoes while exiting the room, slamming the door behind him. "I'm sorry class where were we?". Something smashed against the door and we could hear screaming. Mrs. Miller stared at the door in shock. Only she could see what was happening at the front of the room.

  "Mrs. Miller is everything alright?" A student asked. The screaming had stopped and we could hear quite sounds coming from outside the door. "Everyone hide!" Mrs. Miller shut the shades on the windows and locked the door. Everyone hid at the back of the room under some tables. Someone was knocking on the door screaming to get in. Mrs. Miller slowly walked towards the door, reaching for the knob and slowly twisting it.

   Another teacher came bursting in, almost falling onto the floor. Mr. Hancock was covered in blood and out of breath. The door slammed shut with a bang!

  "Mr. Hancock, are you okay?" Mrs. Miller's eyes were popping out of her head staring at Mr. Hancock. "The kids, they're crazy, one bit me! They wouldn't listen to me and they just chased me down the hall, Ethan was outside and... Leland was... eating him?" Mr. Hancock wasn't sure about himself. The whole room went silent. Someone was at the door, banging it harder and harder. It sounded like growling but no one was sure.

   Mr. Hancock twisted the knob. Someone jumped in, grabbing at Mrs. Miller. All the girls were screaming bloody murder. Who ever jumped in the door took a big bite out of Mrs. Miller's ankle. Mrs. Miller screamed in pain, hearing the tare of flesh being ripped off her bone. Blood smeared on the floor. Mr. Hancock grabbed the kid off of Mrs. Miller, but the kid launched onto him ripping flesh from his neck. Mr. Hancock was struggling to get them off of him, he through the person out the door and slammed it.

   Mrs. Miller blacked out. Blood was all over the floor now. "Its okay kids, we're all gonna be okay". Mr. Hancock blacked out on the floor.

   "What are we gonna do?" I said to my classmates. Dylan walked up to Mrs. Miller kneeling down beside her. "Mrs. Miller, please wake up!" He started shaking her, hoping she'd wake up. Suddenly her eyes flung open. Her eyes were glazed over and she was pail.

  "Mrs. Miller?" She slanted her head a bit and opened her mouth. Dylan flopped on his back and Mrs, Miller was on top of him. "HELP!" Dylan screamed looking over at us kids. Mrs. Miller started ripping at his flesh. Blood covered Mrs. Miller's face along with flesh. Mr. Hancock sat up with eyes just like Mrs. Miller's. Mr. Hancock joined Mrs. Miller.

   And that's all I really remember. Or want to remember.

   Now I'm alone, sleeping in a bath room in a gas station. The only weapon I have is  a kitchen knife from the cafeteria at the school. I was also able to collect food from the school and the gas station.

   I miss my family. I miss my house. I miss humans.