My Zombie School

My Zombie School

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It was a normal BORING AS F**K Monday when at 1:30 my life changed forever. We all heard blood curdling screams. We all turned to the door when we heard banging. I don't know if my teacher Ms. Melvone saw it or if anyone else did, but I swear I saw a bloody face walk past the window of the door. Ms. Melvone ran over to the door and started to open it when suddenly someone stood up. It was a nerdy kid named Sammy. He started to yell at the Ms.Melvone. "Don't open that door!!!!" "Why not?!!?!? We just heard someone scream! What if there in trouble??" Said Samantha. "Because I think there are zombies outside that door!!" At that moment Ms.Melvone opened the door making the biggest mistake of her life...
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The sun beat down on my dirt covered face, making my skin feel tight. The ropes burned my skin as I struggled to get my arms free. The screams from the other women seemed to last for hours, then silence. I knew that the dead would come for us soon. (How did I get myself into this situation, and how am I going to get out?) Think, Leah, you have to survive this, think hard. I could hear them coming in the distance. There's not much time left. The others had faded away, and I had to use them to save my life. What has my life come to?- was my thought as I pulled layers of skin back from a girl I had only known for a short time. Her name was Carly with short blonde hair and sky blue eyes. "Thank you, Carly, for helping me," I whispered as I smeared her blood on my face. I began to feel weak. How long has it been, and how long can I survive? As I contemplated these questions, my mind began to slowly sink into darkness... They are closer now, and soon I'll be free...was my last thoughts.

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