Zombie Apocalypse

• Alan Broome, Grade 5t
• Short Story
• 2015

Hot sweaty and sticky sharing this bus with snobby high schoolers before school is not a good start to my day.I pressed the button to stop the bus the bus driver slammed the brakes. I went flying, I shouted at the bus driver mentioning not to slam the brakes like that. I walked in the creepy school with fog surrounding me. no teacher was in sight no kids in sight. It was just me I was scared thought my teacher might of been in the classroom. walking up the stairs still no one was in sight Then I put my bag on the port racks then walked inside then there were zombies everywhere. It was just terrified I ran for my life muttering to myself that was close wait a minute. I forgot my bag oh I’m so in trouble I have to get it before they do. It was hard work running all day just for my bag so I hid from the zombies. two days later I wonder how to get home because I’m trapped in the school they blocked everything up with zombies it was terrifying I was starving so I went to find food but I just found zombies eating brains there were billions of zombies still no one in sight it was freaky but I had to deal with It.
1 week later I was about to die of starvation I ran as fast as I could They were not to be in sight then.