As I crept from room 24 ready to make my way down to the canteen I noticed some thing different, it was quiet, to quiet. Tiptoeing down the extensive blue corridor I was petrified to turn any corner. Prepared to meet, one of them.
Reaching into my bag, I have slumped over my shoulder, I observe it there at the other end of the corridor staring at me. Bloody saliva drips from what's left of its torn up mouth, famished for it's next meal, it makes sickening gurgling noises. Not the first guy who's drooled over me. I giggle to myself.
"Shit it can run!" My thoughts fall from my mouth aloud and it comes for me. I'm desperately shuffling through my bag. Where is it!
"AH HA!!"
"Come at me bro!" I murmur smugly withdrawing my life saver from my bag. I wish I could see the smug look on my face when I pull the pistol from my rucksack.
"What? You never no with French teachers like Mr. Green when you're going to need it!" I laugh nervously to my self, my dad's VERY protective over me and makes me take it everywhere. Its only small so I not lightly to get caught with it, its usually in a little pink case but in all of the kayos I managed to slip it out with no-one noticing.
BANG! Falling plane to the floor in a lake of it's own blood, you can see the brain and goo gushing through the hole where the bullet went directly through it's forehead.
"Oh My God!! That's hilarious!!" I literally piss my pants laughing as the un-dead becomes re-dead, LOL, where do I come up with this shit!
Better move on, that noise would have attracted others.
"Oh for fuck sake!" Why didn't I think of this before I Shot him. I could have killed him quietly with a chair leg or something but noooo, had to go and summon the entire zombie population.
YOU ARE READING
Ignore Jacob, this is what would really happen if zombies attacked!
Historia CortaI made this story really just to wind up my mates ;) Tigrisangel has the best version of the story, shes making a sequel :DD I'm just going to kill everyone off so i can finish mine quickly ;D Enjoy :DD
