I am in my room, listening to my favorite rock songs with my earbuds. I bob my head to the beat, with my eyes closed. This is my favorite song! I stood up and started to dance around my room, my black hair flying all over the place. I glanced at the clock. It's 1:00 a.m. already... That means I have been listening to music for an hour. I lay on my bed and relax. I am home alone tonight, while my mom is out with her new boyfriend. Minutes later, my eyelids start to get heavy, and I drift away into a deep sleep. I awake suddenly, drenched in sweat. I layed there for a few minutes, then turned my music back on. I layed there listening to it, eyes closed again. Then suddenly, I feel a slimy hand dig it's nails into my leg. I scream in pain, as a rotten face appears in front of mine. I scream in horror. The "thing" lunges at me, screaming. It wrestles me to the ground, attaking me. A peice of it's rotten skin falls off of it's face and falls onto my mouth. I feel a sudden wave of nausea come over me. I finally gain enough strength to push it off of me and into the wall. I take this chance to run out of my room, to the kitchen, where I quickly grab some bottles of water. I went to the pantry next. Then, the "thing" came out of my room sprinting at me, fullspeed. It startled me, so I dropped the water bottles. I didn't have enough time to pick them up, so I sprinted out the front door, slamming it shut behind me. What I see outside scares me even more than what I saw inside. People everywhere, running and screaming. The monsters chasing people around. Some people failing to outrun the " zombies". I am frightened by the amount of blood and screaming as the people are torn to peices and eaten.
