When the Dead Rises...

Just a typical day I wake up to the sound of my alarm clock. I quickly get up and get dressed for school and go outside to wait for the bus. I sit on the front porch and wait in silence. This seems like to be the quietest time of the day. It's not long before I realize the bus is twenty minutes late. I decided to go back inside. The house seems to be quieter than outside which was unusual for normal week days. I walk through my dining room to sit at our kitchen table but I am startled to find that our back door was left wide open. At this early in the morning the house is pitch black so my mom wouldn't open it to let in some sunlight. All of the sudden I hear a loud crash from behind me. I turn to see a stumbling dark figure in the corner of the dining room. It begins to limp towards me…