Diary of the undead

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"Amelia, mind asking Mr. Anderson if he has any screwdrivers?" Miss Leanna, my art teacher asked, I nodded and dispatched from the room down the corridoor.

Little did I know, It would be the last time i'd ever see the teacher, along with my bestfriend, Anna. 

Yes that's right, they were killed, how? You wonder. 

Murder? No

Manslaughter? No

Crushed? Not even close.

Infact an outbreak, yes you read right. OUTBREAK, a virus, what me and many other people could suggest, 'zombies' that's the best way to describe it. It's like rabies, but in humans, well corpses.

Corpses?

Yes, corspes. I have watched one myself, and you'll find out why this outbreak has occured and how they become one. 

But for now, I'll carry on from that day's event, yeah, that's also right, i'm keeping a diary, and tracking our progress to overcome this situation. I've been through alot, I have alot of romance, murders, starvation, survival experinces, and more, to tell you, but for now let me carry on, I think that's enough introductory for now diary. I'm Amelia Reid, I'm sixteen years old and welcome to the apocalypse.

So where was I? Oh yeah, It was September the 15th, 2012, A typical Wednesday mid-day, I was pacing through corridoors looking for Mr Anderson, our wood tech teacher. I use to have him, but as options came, i chose cooking insted. I had 2 important friends In that lesson, I'm only mentioning that because i'm very grateful i was there with them with this whole bizzare outbreak occured. 

Anyway, back to telling the event, So yes, I came across the stairs to the basement, and knocked on the door and let myself in.

"Sorry to excuse you sir, but do you have any screwdrivers?" I smiled, and saw someone waving in the backgroud.

"Yo Mimi!!" A familiar deep voice shouted.

Typical, I turned round and saw Damien grinning from ear-to-ear, I waved back.

"Oh- Is this for her art work again?" He asked sighing.

"Um, yes." I replied.

"I don't know what she does with them, but they always come back with paint dried up to them, and it's such a nuisance to get off, anyway, let me go check the storage cupboard." 

"Right, okay." I say, as he messes about with his drawers, taking out keys, and he walks off to the far back to a storage cupboard. I stand there like an idiot, with Damien trying to get my attenition, Samantha infront trying to tell me something, and of course, typically, can you tell that's my favourite word? the hottest and strongest boy in the school,Tucker Hudson and his side-kick buddy Richard Davenport. There eyes weren't on me, but i was definitley blushing just to be breathing the same room air as him, I noticed i was staring at his jawline to much, when the teacher was clearing his throat besides me.

"Okay, thankyou." I grin accepting the screwdriver from his hand. 

I made my way to the door when It bangs open startling me, great... just great, Danny, the third musketeer of Tucker and Richard, is stood there, he has blood splattered on his shirt and a panicked expression, he slams the door quickly and stands agaisnt it.

"Excuse me?!" Mr Anderson shouts. "What are you doing in here? What is that on your shirt!" 

"N-no time to-to waste, get-me some planks of w-wod, q-quick!" Danny blurted out panting like crazy.

"I said, what are you doing here?" 

"Yeah man, whats up?" I hear Richard shout behind, we suddenly hear running footsteps outside the classroom, down the hallways, along with screams, my heart begins to race.

"W-what's going on?" Samantha says loudly panicking.

"P-people are being eaten, I walked out from the toilets across from here, and I was attacked, a man from no where, he just jumped on me and began to open his mouth, it was as if he was trying to eat me, I threw him off me and bashed him in the head, then I ran over to this classroom in panick, then another one jumped from no where, but this time it lashed out for a girl who was running, it started- like, like, shredding her up with it's teeth, I don't know what happened next." 

"Zombies?" Derek, a nerdy-boy - Luke behind asked.

"I-I don't know, I guess, but we need to barricade this door." Danny demanded.

"I don't believe you at all." Mr Anderson says, as he goes towards the door, Danny stopped him.

"Sir honestly, as much as i dislike you, you don't want to go out there." 

"I can do what i like thankyou." The teacher groaned at Danny's comment, he opened the door, and stepped outside, Danny slammed the door behind him, and it was silent.

"Are you just bullshitting?" Samantha questions annoyed, but then before Danny could reply there was a scream, which was familar to Mr Andersons tone. We all looked at each other petrified.

"Let him in!" I accidently gasp.

"Are you crazy, he'll be one of them now!" Danny remarked, i thought to open the door incase he's okay and to let him in quickly but then i didn't dare, the door began to start beging attacked, we heard fists and a thudding noise being heard repeatedly at the door. 

"SHIT! Barricade that door!" Luke bellowed.

"Where does he keep the planks of wood?" Samantha asks getting up from her seat looking around, I decided to go help to as I felt like an idiot stood there, we found them in the storage cupboard, along with the screwdriver and nails, we ran over to Danny with as much as we can carry, and he took his back from the doo. I began to shudder open a bit and we panicked, Danny quickly pressed a plank longways towards it and knocked a big nail into each end, one into the baseboard, and one on the top of the door, he repeated it with about 5 other planks going across, and then another 5 vertical. 

We all took a seat of exhaustion and sighed with relief.

"So what are we going to do?" Samantha slumped in her chair.

"I don't have a clue, but all I can say is that i'm absoloutley petrified." I admitted.

I saw the three musketeers talking in the corner about something, Luke chatting away to William his other smart friend. Samantha was sat besides me and Derek was in another corner with Darren his best mate talking about something also. 

I saw something flicker in the corner of my eye, which made my head snap towards the small window which showed the outside, all you could see was the ground, as we were in the basement. But i could notice like, a foot? I walked over to it quickly, and pressed my head agaisnt the glass.

I swear I could of died at that moment, the picture will be never erased from my psyche. 

An eye, appeared out of no where. 

white,clear,no,pupil,blood shot veins circling it, I screamed from being startled as a hand with blood began to bash agaisnt the window.

"More wood, get away from the window!" Luke blurted, i went a few back steps and couldn't take my mind of the body attacking at the window. 

It began to crack.

CLIFTHANGER, don't kill me. ;)

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 08, 2013 ⏰

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