Creative Writing: The Zombie Virus

“Wake up,” that’s what I heard after passing out from all the blows to the face. My vision is blurred I’m trying to stay awake but I lost consciousness; all of a sudden I felt a splash of coldness on my face, and I woke up gasping for air. The man with the deep ominous voice said, “Wakey wakey little man” I replied, “where the h*ll is Mako!” when I was fully aware of where I was, that’s when I started to panic.

“Some people say I was lucky to survive, other will say I deserved it for the choice I made. I’m here to say I was lucky, it’s never ok to say your life isn’t worth living even at your worst you can always look forward tomorrow will come and if you put your mind to it you’ll see that anything is possible.” – Stephen McGregor Professional Paralympian

“CRAP!” Emily cried out as she walked out the door, her voice trailing as she went.

Back in the main level of the factory, Wolf and Fox find Hawk lying on the ground, pale and unresponsive, his bulletproof vest next to him and the edges of a red stain showing around a wad of gauze. A soldier that Fox assumes is N-Unit's medic kneels next to him, along with Snake and Coyote. The three medics are talking frantically among themselves. The rest of N-Unit hovers nervously nearby; the rest of H-Unit is nowhere to be seen. Dust particles dance through the beams of sunlight from the holes where windows used to be, giving the whole scene a strangely dreamy air.

“ a zombie. i put them to shame. but if that’s your way of calling me a zombie .. i am SO offended. ” the lightness in the air fills his chest with delight that SWELLS.

Then some of people noticed a new guest, dress as a clothes of the Red Death. Everyone was freaking out because of him. When Prince Prospero saw this guy, he became angry and asked courtiers to seize him and unmask him. But no one have the courage to do it, including Prospero himself. The Red Death walked through the rooms, heading toward the black room. Prospero chased him with taking his dagger. Prospero reached the edge of the dark room, the Red Death suddenly turned to face him, and Prospero fell on the ground and dead. "Then, summoning the wild courage of despair, a throng of the revelers at once threw themselves into the black apartment, and, seizing the mummer, whose tall figure stood erect and motionless within the shadow of the ebony

By Saturday afternoon, the eighty-seven residents of the rural southern town of Wrongberight have suffered through four days of intense intermittent rainstorms. And to add to their misery another storm approaches the town from the northeast. Now, Clemmy Sue Jarvis since birth has lived here and has a simple philosophy concerning weather. As long as the almighty man upstairs allows her to draw a breath, she will enjoy life, regardless of the weather. At four o’clock, she lifts her petite frame into her rusty Ford pickup, and gradually eases out of her driveway. The soaring Pines that surround her home sway to the rhythm of the gusting wind as she turns south onto Flat Bottom Road and follows it along the edge the Dismal Swamp towards the isolated

Everyone has judged someone before they get to know them, sometimes you can even do it on accident. My personal experience in judging someone before getting to know them was when I meet my step-brother Carson for the first time. When I first met Carson I was about 6 years old and he was around 10 years old. I was at his house in Florida that I had never been to before, so I was scared already, so when I went upstairs to grab something from my bag I saw him for the first time, he was coming around the corner really fast and was wasn’t paying attention and ran right into me. The first thoughts that came to mind was that he was big and scary and he just hurt me. But after I got to know him I realized he wasn’t really scary at all, it was just

Once upon a time a few centuries ago I was a little girl who was energetic and adventurous, but one day all of that changed. I was in the yard playing tag with my sister and two brothers but then we heard “the bell.” The bell meant the sickness, black plague, was in town. When the people began to hear the bell they ran all over the place causing a panic and knocking on doors making sure everyone knew what was happening.

The sun was up, and it was already 2:00 p.m. on October 3rd. I could see the sun beating through the windows and into my room. Just like every other day, I had just woken up after a long night of work. Although, I was still a little drowsy. I could hear my siblings laughing and screaming all throughout the house. One kid ran around the house tapping slightly on every window, another sat on the couch watching Paw Patrol, my sister was making everyone lunch, and my little brother had found a medium sized hammer, with an orange handle. My little brother swung the hammer around with great ferocity. This game he had made up all on his own, he called, “zombie slayer.”

As i slowly open the door i see the look on one kids face his eyes are huge and he’s about to cry and he’s shivering with fear. The door is open now and i’m almost to my spot that's over by the whiteboard when

The first time I saw her she was perched on my chair at New Westview High in the English 11 classroom and was twirling a luxurious pair of earbuds around her elegant and slender fingers wrapping them around like whips. Lethal. Pestilent. Yet still there was something about her that was bewitching. She screamed anguished closures and shredded promises. Back then I just had a feeling. One of those nauseating, petrifying feelings but almost addictive when I went near her. She had these black and red beats that were colossal compared to her meagre face but she didn't seem to mind. They kept slipping off her sleek, smooth hair. Why would she have earbuds and headphones? Like what an idiot. Her fingers and feet tapped out the rhythm on the floor.

Zombies are organisms in human form that possess extensive damages and abnormalities to the brain due to the exposure in a “zombie virus”. Zombies can be categorized as an infectious disease or sickness that can be transmitted very easily through a bite or through the air that we breathe. Timothy Verstynen a neuroscientist and a professor of psychology defined zombies as a disorder called consciousness deficit hypoactivity disorder or CDHD “which is the loss of rational, voluntary and conscious behavior…inability to coordinate motor or linguistic behavior” (s1). Through the virus, zombies acquire behaviors like “hyper aggression, memory deficits, movement dysfunction, language disruptions, and visual recognition impairments”(S1). These behaviors

“It most certainly is not,” retorted Phillie. “Freddie is that terrible man from those awful movies made years ago. The man who would attack children in their sleep.”

The outcome seemed very crazy yet amazing at the same time. To summarize it, the beast lunged and with its dagger, tried to swipe at Eprius. But he dodged and struck first with a counter attack. He jabbed, stabbed, and swiped as much as his arms can take, until all he saw was a pile of dust in a robe. Then he noticed something moving in the robe. It seemed furry and cute, but with an evil twist. It turns out it was a kitten . But on the kittens back was a very small Viria. If you can use a microscope to see her, you would see a little person digging into the cats flesh. Viria was trying to penetrate the kitten so she can take over and spread her own kind of sickness. This sickness is what we know today as a Virus. It comes in different sizes