Hunger

14 0 0
                                    


I rapidly tapped my pencil against the desk as I honestly tried to focus on the topic at hand. However, everything the man said went one ear and out the other. The only thing I could comprehend was my hunger, it was an obsession, really. There was something about hunger that robbed the spirit as well as the body as if in such a state the mind is unable to think of anything other than food. Although my hunger was different from everyone else. As I tried to keep my thoughts preoccupied the agonizing pain increased. My throat burned and my stomach clenched. I couldn't care it any longer. Suddenly I tapped my pencil harder than intended and it snapped in half. Thats it. I was at my limit. Inhaling, everyone's scent invaded my nostril. Majority of the people were blood type AB positive. And that was enough to set me off. Before I could register my own actions, I got up and latched onto the student next to me, pulling him up out his seat with unfamiliar strength. My hunger responded with two fangs emerging from my gums and without a hit of hesitation, I pierced them through the boys neck. It was only a matter of seconds when the blood came rushing out into my mouth. My ears were engulfed with the screams of terror and the stomps of everyones feet beating against the ground. Gulp after gulp, the pain eased but even after I drained the boy dry, my hunger still wasn't satisfied. To my pleasure there were students still scrambling to get out of the classroom. Quickly I grasped my hand onto the nearest girl's hair and yanked her backwards, sinking my teeth into her neck. As I quenched my thirst I dropped the second drained body onto the ground. "Her eyes!" Someone screamed, "They are red!"  

Random WritingsWhere stories live. Discover now