The Walking Dead

by a quickly with a small gurgle of blood. A hatchet had been flung into his throat. I stood there terrified. Crackling of broken glass, and clinking of chains filled the air. Looking over at the broken glass doors where I had entered and where the dead guard had crashed in, I saw a little boy. Shirtless and shedding chains across his shoulders like two sashes crossing. He had on ripped gray jeans and old ripped conversion high…

The young woman's arm lay out of her car's window, the wind helped by the speed she was driving at, carried her arm back, the rush of the fresh air made the hairs on her arm stand up. But this was a feeling she was loving. The feeling of freedom on an empty and open road. Her eyes were fixed on the empty stretch of road in front of her, fully knowing that anything could happen ahead without warning, despite empty road conditions. This road led to her old home but at this moment, none of that…

thoughts. The homeless looking men weren't even alone, they got sent in to do that work by someone. Well the people around the gas station wondered why police arrived. So the police are like in a marching of eight but these were one behind another walking down the road like the Spartans in the movie 300. So im just looking at the the police men walk down the road but out of know where someone in front of me started shooting people at the gas station. I describe this guy with black pants, a black…

her home, she watched all her surroundings in her car and did not answer not one ring of her phone. As she reached her destination, she called her parents and announced she wanted to say her last goodbyes. As the scene proceeded, the young lady was dead with bloody marks alongside her face and lower body parts. She had a bent knee with one heel on and one heel off with one foot missing. This opening credit use of elements of the following: plot, sound theory, and the color scheme to create the…

more than two miles every day; it better be thirty minutes. This whole exercise takes me about 40 to 45 minutes to finish. On the first day, the two miles running took me 26 minutes; when it was done I felt I was almost dead, and the fact was at least half of the time I was walking rather than running. Also, I did not do any push up or sit up in that day. On the next day I could barely walk, so I called my friend and told him this is not going to work for me. However, he…

being the only noise. I went to the front of my car and opened the hood though I didn’t know what was wrong with it. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to call for some help only to see that I had no signal and my phone was almost dead. I slammed the hood down and turned walking down the road in the direction I was going before. Great, this cannot get any worse I sighed thinking to myself just as freezing rain poured down onto me. I groaned in annoyance as I…

“Shh... ,” was the noise I heard when me and my friends were walking past the graveyard because my best friend was trying to tell a spooky story to us. For some reason she told us the story when she was looking at the jittery moon. The thing about the graveyard thoe was that it was really foggy and if you looked anywhere else there would be know fog. She told us the story and this is how it went. It was about a tree with lots of black crows that had red eyes and a house on top of a hill. The…

and salsa. The little gadget Coach Martin had started flashing violently and making a weird noise, and that right there was our cue that our table was finally ready. The waiter picked us up at the entrance and walked us to our table. While we were walking to our table I couldn’t help to notice that, that restaurant was probably the first one I’ve been to that’s been packed with human beings. We got to our table and the waiter gave us menus and asked for our drinks. He came back with our drinks…

my mom was going to go left, my dad was going to go forward, and I was going to go left. As I was walking to the left I kept feeling like someone was following me, I knew that it was probably just my imagination but I couldn 't stop thinking about it. After walking for about 5 minutes I came to a dead end. As I was turning around I saw a shadow that looked exactly like a person. I was walking back towards the way that I came and turned right. After I turned I felt a shooting pain in the…

The Woman on Wendover Road - Draft It was a foggy October night, and Martin O’Neil was driving back from work to his new home in the countryside. Fully focused on his driving, and straining his eyes to see the street names in the darkness, Martin was startled a loud ringing noise. I glanced at my phone that I had previously thrown onto the passenger seat of my car, curious to see who was calling me so late in the night. I was quite surprised to see my beloved wife’s name on the caller ID, as…