Nadeen--Apocalypse

Apocalypse

That morning I was woken up by the obnoxious sound of an alarm clock. It was a Saturday. As I walked down the stairs from my room, I noticed that all the furniture was in disarray. "Mom?" , I called  "Dad?". No answer. I yelled for my brother Mason. Again no answer. Where is everyone? I made my way to the kitchen and found blood everywhere, on the floor, smeared on the walls. My heart began to beat faster and faster. Suddenly a hard bang came from the door leading to the garage. "Dad?". Another slam, I flinched. I slowly walked over to the kitchen drawer that held our cooking knives. I grabbed the biggest one and tiptoed my way towards the door. A third bang, much more powerful than the last. I clenched the knife in my hand as I unlocked the door. I took a deep breath and swiftly pulled the door open. A dead faced being charged right at me. I screamed as it fell on top of me. I had lost grip of the knife. With my forearm on its neck, I tried reaching for the blade an inch away. Once in my hand, I jabbed the blade into the side of its head, stopping it.

 As I picked myself up, I was struck with panic. The being I had killed is a woman. My eyes start to tear up knowing that the woman or thing I had killed could've been my mother. Nervously, I turn the corpse and discover that it is not my mother, but Ms.Walters from across the street. Her face was rotten. I recognized that she has a bite mark on her neck. Was this what I thought it was, an apocalypse?

I yanked the knife out of what seemed to be Ms.Walters and open the door leading to the garage once again. My parents' cars were gone and the garage door was wide open. Did they leave me? Did they become one of them? My stomach felt naseuous. My heart racing faster than ever. Panicking, I run down the driveway to see that the whole neighborhood was gone. My eyes begin to water then tears streamed down my face. In the corner of my eye, I see from a distance someone running toward me. "Hellooo!?". No reply. The figure still running. It groans and I realize its not human, at least not anymore.

Quickly I run back into the house. I dash for my room for some fresh clothes. Downstairs, I look out the window. None in sight. I speed out the door, then stop and turn around looking at the home I'm now leaving . My eyes fill with tears again, but I wipe them away knowing that I must be strong. This world is not the world I used to know anymore. Soon after I hear an uproar of groans. And shortly I spy a giant herd of zombies. I run the other way and suddenly a black SUV comes my way, speeding at 80 mph. I throw myself out of its path and stumble onto the curb. I fell on the hard cement landing on my arm. I must have broken it because it surged with intense pain. I watched as the black car charged at the herd and ran over a majority of them. The SUV then U-turns and makes it way towards me. A tired feeling comes over me and my eyes start to close. A guy gets out of the car, picks me up, and carries me from the ground. "Hey! You gotta stay with me okay?", he says. His voice slowly starts to drain away. I black out. The next morning, I woke up to the sound of an alarm clock.