I meant to upload this sooner but I had to work and whatever. I hope you enjoy it. I haven't totally proof read this so I know I have a lot of mistakes with grammer and some parts might not make total sense but I'll get back to it later :)
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Soylent Green
After constant arguing wit Kevin about me going I finally managed to get him to let me go but on one condition. That he goes as well, but I told him leaving the other students unattended during their freak out mode wasn't such a good idea but instead Josh stood up while Echo was trying to clutch him for dear life, said he'd go with me.
I would feel much safer with Josh with me but what about Echo? She wasn't in her right mind at the moment and she needed someone. Kevin said he'd watch over her while the stupid jock and the twin bimbos watched over each other. I like knowing the fact that death is just right around the corner for us and we STILL stay in our little clicks! Unbelievable!
Josh and I managed to use the back door of the the office that lead us to a long hallway of classrooms. There was no point using the front entrance since it's being blocked off by zombie students who want to eat my brains! Wait...do they just eat brains or do they eat the entire human body? Well, I'm not fixing to find out that's for sure.
"Where do we need to go first?" Josh asked while clutching the flashlight in his hands as it shown into his face.
"Well, I would know if you would hold the flashlight right so that I can see where we are going." I barked venomously.
"Oh, right." He pointed the flashlight towards the way we started walking.
"First off, we're going to the front office but it's on the other side of campus and two you need to be more quiet so we're not attracting the people off of the Michael Jackson 'Thriller' video." Wow, was I really going to be sarcastic with death creeping up on me around every corner?
Yes, yes I am.
"Josh!" I whispered, yelled at him. "Hold the flashlight steady I cannot see a thing!" Josh walked side by side next to me while he held the flashlight. Well, shaking it profusely I might add.
"Okay, fine then you hold the flashlight while they're are flesh eaters probably around the next corner and see if you can hold the flashlight steady." Noting the fact he was scared shitless.
"Fine then give me the-" I was cut off short when I heard a groan and a loud grunt just behind us. "Josh? Please tell me that was you." I look over at Josh who held the flashlight to his face and shook his head. We both slowly turned around and Josh pointed the flashlight to a familiar figure with blond hair limping towards us.
"M-Morgan?" I cupped my hand over my mouth as she began to limp closer and closer to us. Holy crap! Morgan is a zombie? An ugly one if I might add. That was when my brain finally chipped. "Josh! Run!" I yelled pulling at his sleeve but he was rooted to the spot while shaking the flashlight from fear. "Josh! Come on!" I pulled him once more and finally his legs gave in and we both ran as fast as our feet could carry us with Morgan limping her way from just behind us.
Her once long lush blond hair now had a few bald spots that looked like a big cat had mauled her, her leg that she was limping on had a bone sticking out where her ankle should be. She was also covered in blood from head to toe. Her clothes were also torn but she wasn't revealing anything I didn't want to see (thank God) and she had her disfigured arms that looked gashed up and blooded outstretched towards us with this hunger in her eyes.
Shit! Run Claire! Run boney ass out of there! Now!
After I had gotten a good look at her Josh and I had ran around corners until finally we found the front office and ran straight inside, slamming the door behind us just after we started pushing a desk and a few chairs in front of it. It was just to be sure we don't have any unexpected visitors breaking in trying to take a bite of us; Morgan for one.
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I'm Not Mad [Discontinued]
Mistero / ThrillerAn experiment gone horribly wrong just broke out of a top secret laboratory one Friday night and what are the odds that it makes refuge at a nearby school? Claire, a seventeen year old is a senior at that very school. The following Monday she finds...