Test of Courage
I ran towards that abandoned house and slowly walked inside. I saw a closet that seemed to protect me somewhat, and I went inside. It was dark there, but I could see what was coming at me. It screamed and laughed. I kept quiet.
"Where are you..." she shouted with her piercing voice.
"Come out and walk to the park with me!" She screamed.
I didn't budge, knowing what would happen to me if I did. It wouldn't turn out to be something beautiful. It would be something that would make you throw up even if you glanced at it. I needed to be brave. I needed to find something that can kill. I looked carefully. I saw a kitchen knife, probably left there in case someone wanted to rob the house. I'm really close now, just need to see where she is--- RIGHT BEHIND ME. I had one shot at this.
"Hello, friend! Want to have a TEA PARTY WITH ME?!" she screeched.
Almost there, One. Two. THREE.
I jabbed the knife as hard as I could into her skull.
"The pleasure's all mine. Have a sip of your blood." I laughed.
I was safe, at least for now. That thing, well, zombie, well not zombie, well a talking zombie. I was so close to getting my body and brains ripped apart. I don't know why a teenager like me would have to go through this apocalypse. I guess I just have to deal with it.
(End of short passage.)
That was a terrible story. I could've done better. Anyways, here's an excerpt of my latest project called Red Blood. It's a series of books. This is the first one. I haven't exactly thought about a good title, but I have an idea.
Preface
We
went back to class to hear another boring lecture about zombies until suddenly,
a middle aged parent came barging in with blood all over her face and shirt.
She made a screeching sound like the sound if you hit the brakes. Then outside,
we heard people screaming. The woman continued walking and locked her eyes, or
what’s left of it, on me. She slowly shambled near me and then I took out my
gun and fired. Blood was slowly pooling. I peered outside through the window to
see the school was filled with hordes of zombies. They were fighting with the
students and teachers that were outside, and one by one, the students and
teachers get devoured by the zombies. I told Amanda we were leaving class
early. We walked slowly towards the forest.
Prologue – Last Week
“Hey, we’ve got to get to
school! Pack your backpack, or we’ll be late!” Amanda screamed.
“Okay, you can go to school
without me, I’m ditching school, today; after all, there’s not much to learn
anymore,” I sighed.
“What do you think’s going to
happen there, a zombie apocalypse?” I laughed.
“Come on, you’ve got to go to
school, after what happened with Kalerie, she’ll never forgive me. The only
person close to replacing her is you so you’ve got to go to school or else…”
she thinks hard.
“What?” I asked.
“Or else I’m staying right here
with you, because well, it’s a secret,” she whispered.
“Okay, you always say that.” I
smirked.
So stubborn, I thought to
myself. Why does she rather ditch school to be with me? Enough of that, what
would we both do now? The house is empty with food and there was nothing to do.
Lately, I’ve been sleeping at her house and we ate all the food. It’s nice she
allowed me to live there so I had to help.
“Go find us some food to eat and
I’ll think of something for to do,” I demanded.
“Fine,” she called.
She left and I needed to think
of what to do. I go outside and look around and I see a television on the
neighbor’s sidewalk. I pick it up and attached the television cords to the
house and I attempted to turn the television on. It surprisingly worked. I
glance at the clock and it’s already 5 PM. What’s taking her so long? I saunter
outside and on the left side, I see Amanda and food. I sighed.
“Got you some food so what do
you have for entertainment?” she hinted.
“See the table over there, what
do you see?” I yawned.
“A television, how did you get
one? Does it actually work? Here’s that dinner,” she offered.
“Yes, I assure you, it works. I
can even show you, see?” I turn on the television.
“Wow, it does work! Smart at
gadgets like always, Jake,” she giggled.
“After all that talking, let’s
eat!” I shouted.
After dinner, we took some of
our time to watch some comedy shows on the television and the most important
thing that happened was that unbelievable zombie apocalypse on the news.
“Zombie apocalypse on the news?”
she thought out loud.
After a while, I started to
understand what she was talking about.
“No… No… This is a scam. It has
to be!” I screamed.
(End of excerpt.)
That was pretty good, I guess. Maybe I'll write another post today. But that chance is low. Take your time and read my stories if you want to. They're probably terrible though, so please bear with me. Bye for now. I'm pretty sure I'll post tomorrow.
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