I'm going to take the challenge of NaNoWriMo ( National Novel Writing Month )
http://www.nanowrimo.orgHere is my progress for day 1
Chapter 1
The Outbreak
It was a normal Tuesday morning that day. I awakened to a gloomy dark sunrise as I woke up at 5:00 AM to do my usual procedures to get ready for school. This entailed getting dressed and then eating breakfast, that particular morning it was a ham and cheese omelet with some mushrooms and dash of salt and pepper. After finishing my breakfast at 6:30 my phone went off telling me it was time to get on the bus that I would ride to school. On the ride to school, it was a very talkative morning with the middle school kids in the front talking their obscenities about their previous afternoon’s activities, most of which included talk about hanging with their friends or their partner or what last night’s homework was. After the dreaded fifteen minute ride to school I had finally arrived at Live Oak High school in Louisiana which was where I was soon to graduate being in the 11th grade and all.
It felt good to be in school that day, it wasn’t very humid or hot, it was quite enjoyable that day. After sitting in the lunchroom with a few of my friends Aaron and Kevin about our adventures the prior afternoon I headed to first hour, English class with the enjoyable teacher Mr. Raborn. His class was full of the popular crowd first period like the jocks and the band members. I stayed to myself mostly and tried my best to pass his class so that I could graduate the following year without remedial classes. After that, I headed to second hour Computer Architecture, a computer course where I enjoyed my stay and learned about repairing them. This class kept me looking forward to a job that I wanted to acquire over the summer. Suddenly, the alarm went off and the Principal came over the intercom and announced that the school was to go under lockdown because of a deadly chemical spill. Very frightened the school went under an emergency checklist making sure all exits were closed.
Supposedly we would be under lockdown for six to eight hours until the spill was cleaned up. This ruined my day completely, I thought to myself. After sitting in seclusion for about forty minutes the door opened, there was a girl with a blood all over her face and what seemed to be a demonic smile with meat stuck in-between her teeth. All of the students in the class room freaked out including me. After a few minor moments the girl and a few other students came running into the class room and attacking other students. This puzzled me, why would they randomly attack other students even under the boredom of the …. chemical … spill. It all connected this was to be like some of my favorite “zombie hunting “video games! I was excited at first. But then I remembered that it was only a game and it couldn’t possibly end up like that and was ashamed to think of the situation like that. As the group of so to say zombies rushed into the room and pushed over desks rushing the first kid available. Poor Hannah Fontaine, they tore through her flesh like it was butter to their hot knife like teeth. Flesh and blood splattered everywhere as they skinned her to the bone with their bare hands.
After witnessing that I immediately ran out of the exit in the back of the class room leading to the parking lot. There was opaque red smoke in the air that felt as though it melted the insides of my esophagus as I breathed it in. I promptly put my nose in my shirt and continued running. After running to my for three or four miles I started to get hungry which was weird because I had just eaten a decent breakfast before going to school. I suppressed the feeling which I had learned to do from long hours of playing my favorite games without leaving the computer for a full meal unless it was provided for me. I continued running home with the unusual feel of acid running down my throat into my stomach. After another hour of running I finally arrived home to my mother and her boy friend panicking over the news that said that there has been a chemical spill that alters your brain for an inhuman want for flesh. Soon after watching the end of the news bulletin they noticed me walk in the door, and then asked why I had red spots and chunks of hair missing on my head. After a quick trip to the restroom I scream in shock. I myself had become what appeared to be a zombie!
Chapter 2
After calming down I sat down I went back into the living room and noticed that my parents were in shock and looked at me as if I was a monster unknown to them. I sat down and told them what happened and that if I had stay at the school It was quite probably going to be my demise after seeing what happened to Hannah. My stomach growled as if to tell me that I was hungry.
I went to the kitchen and slowly cooked a hamburger with the usual seasonings pepper, salt, a few dashes of Worcestershire, and some onion powder. After prepping it I sat down at the table and took my first bite. I immediately threw up incredibly violent as if I was Regan from “The Exorcist “because of the horrid taste of the meat. I asked my mother when she bought the meat and she had answered earlier today and that she had eaten some of the meat herself and it tasted fine. I questioned myself as if to wonder if I really wanted raw flesh. Secretly I went back to the kitchen and grabbed the last bit of the raw meat and hesitantly put some of it into my mouth. It was an explosion of my taste buds for some odd reason the blood flowing over my tongue left me with an almost orgasmic after taste. I gobbled the rest of it down like a dog would water on a hot day.
After finishing the food I went to the bathroom again and cleaned my rotten remainder of a face and wondered if I would ever be accepted in society as a “Zombie “. Then I remembered that the world is very probable to no go back to how It used to be. This saddened me I would miss how it used to be simple and enjoyable, it seemed as though the world would become a place of hate and fear. A world where there would be small alliances of uninfected members that would band together to cleanse the Earth of the apocalypse. Knowing this made me know that I needed to be on my toes at all times. I decided that I was going to sleep and would need it if I was to control this hunger for flesh with a stable mind. I looked out the window one last time before I went to sleep as if to remember what the last day humanity stood remembered in my head. I turned my fan on to create a cyclone like effect in my room and pulled the blanket over my head. I fell into a deep sleep. A peaceful sleep.
The next day I woke up at 6:00 AM in the morning to my phone’s alarm for school. Annoyed I woke up and went to the restroom. After using the restroom and getting rid of the waste in my body I looked in the mirror. Terrified I noticed that my arms and face were covered in blood and what seemed to be a blue shirt material stuck in between my teeth. I rushed to my parents room only to find them slaughtered by what seemed like my own hands. My mother laid there chunks of her stomach missing and her boyfriend in the corner with a huge chunk out of his head. Grey matter leaked out of his skull as I tipped the body over to see if he was at all possible alive so I could ask what happened. I suddenly heard a gasp of air coming from where my mother’s body seemed to be located. She whispered as if it was her last breath “Son “. With no resistance tears rushed from my face knowing that I was the one that murdered my own mother. I asked her with a suppressing my tear filled voice “What mother have I do to you? “. She whispered lighter than before “I will always love you son no matter what you have done, it is not your fault…” after this last sentence of compassion left her lips she lie breathless and limp. Unable to hold my tears back anymore I cried as if I was having a thousand needles pumped into my skin in various points in my body.
Chapter 3
The Unknown Future
As I collected myself from devastation I noticed that I was a killer it could not be prevented. In an attempt at self salvation I prayed to the possible existence of a god above. Hopefully I would be cleansed if not… eternal damnation was ahead. I thought quietly to the world “What will I do now, what is my purpose in life?” This encouraged me to find a purpose to avenge my parent’s death to my own hands. I decided I wanted to make a cure to stop further destruction and help others from the fate I have given myself. I walked out of the house there on Fore road. I left behind my memories and sorrows in the house of the dead.
After walking down HWY1019 I noted that there was chaos and destruction almost as if Satan himself had created this supposed incident. Flies, blood, and screams were in the musty afternoon air. This was a new beginning, the beginning of the end.