Out of nowhere

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     It came out of nowhere, one minute chilling with my friends next the whole world is torn apart, people screaming and blood everywhere. My name is Kreis Demitriou, I am 16 years old and this is my story, my story of how everything changed and survival became a must.
      It all started pretty normally, I was out in the freezing cold, talking to my friends, Alex and Stef. It was snowing and everywhere people were building snowmen, having snowfights, y'know, normal stuff. Then the first scream came, it was one of those high pitched gasps that take you by surprise, and another echoed behind it. We all, like idiots, carried on talking, it was probably some girl being jumpscared by her friends, right? Nuh uh, the sun drifted down as evening rose and a hideous beast lunged out, blood dripping out of its mouth and organs drifting around it. And that's where I am now, where everything goes downhill.
      What the hell was this thing? Everyone screeched and screamed, someone dialled the police and huge hordes of people barged past. A tall towering building began to collapse, some people had looted and ransacked it, smashing everything they could and the supports began to fall,"Alex! Stef! Wait!" I begged as we were all separated in the crowds. Ok, what the hell was happening? Was this real? Am I dreaming? What do I do?
       Another one of those abominations grabbed another victim, tearing the poor man apart leaving nothing. Oh god, what WERE THESE THINGS?! They're everywhere I thought and ran away to my home. I smashed the door open, jamming my key into in and slammed the door shut, locking it and hid in the kitchen. Ok, calm down... calm down. Think smart, what do I need? A weapon! Ok, I need a weapon I muttered grabbing the largest knife I could then realised I needed food. I need food and drink... The fridge is practically empty so I'm screwed. Oh dear, oh dear. The smashing of glass awakens me from my thoughts and a creatures charged forwards thoughtlessly. I slash the knife as hard as I could and it relentlessly presses on, my arms tire and I'm soon throwing whatever I can find at it,"Eat cup you monster!" I gasp lobbing a cup then a toaster at it, the behemoth shrugs then advances again, a red gloop in its mouth. Oh shoot, shoot, shoot, is this the end? I never got to say goodbye to my family, this is it.
It bares its teeth and tenses ready to bite its floored pray: me. Then, the air rips and 3 loud cracks emit from behind it, and the beast slowly backs off, blood pouring out of its back. The monster looks at me, then dashes out with unimaginable speed out another window, speeding off into the distance, probably searching for its next victim. I look to see where those life saving shots came from, but there's no-one there. I'm on my own, yet again...

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