The sun beamed down hard on the city, its warm rays touched everything. Fang au rather Derek at the time was trying to keep his eyes open as the perfect atmosphere made it harder to stay awake. His head sunk lower into his arms as he lent on the bannister of the Central City schools out door stair case. The semester had just begun and he was bunking of 5th period, he decided he had too much going on in his head to go to class.
He became zaidi awake when the sound of rattling came from near the school entrance; he perked up and squinted at the dark, ill looking figure doing something to the school gates.
“Who’s that? A trespasser?” He asked himself. He eyes changed from the person at the gates to the 4 teachers coming out to inspect the man.
“You there! What do wewe think wewe are doing? This is a private school” The young school mistress snapped.
“Don’t worry Miss. Yuma, Let me handle it” alisema the buff Gym teachers rolling up his sleeves. He walked to the gate and stared the man in the face for a second; his eyes were strangely pail and his face emotionless. He grabbed the man kwa his shati collar, alama and slammed him against the metal gate. A little blood slithered from his mouth down his face.
“Mr-Mr Jones please violence is not-“Her sentence turned into a scream as the man bit into the teachers arm. He screamed in agony and felt to the floor, rolling and kicking around in pain as the transformation began. Then as quick as The Flash the man’s face turned pale and his body stiffened
Derek just stood there amazed at the turn of events that had just happened.
“Oh my gosh He’s dead!” alisema the old janitor, the mistress covered her mouth and her eyes grew horrified and sad. “No way, that’s impossible he was just-“She looked at his hand as it twitched. His eye’s opened but they were grey in colour and his pupils were tiny.
“Oh Mr Jones thank god!” She alisema smiling down on him “You had me worried there for a-“. The zombie latched onto her shati and slammed its teeth into her neck. I violet scream ringed in the air and blood sprayed and splattered everywhere. Derek stepped away from the railing shaking a little from what he had just seen. He sprinted up the stairs and through the corridor. The door to the class room slammed open and Derek trudged in over to Lucas.
“Derek wewe couldn’t be happy with just skipping my class” The teacher smirked.
“Lucas we have to get out of here” Derek said
Willow got up and walked over to them.
“What are wewe talking about?”
“People just got killed kwa the front gate no shit”
“Are wewe serious?”
He became zaidi awake when the sound of rattling came from near the school entrance; he perked up and squinted at the dark, ill looking figure doing something to the school gates.
“Who’s that? A trespasser?” He asked himself. He eyes changed from the person at the gates to the 4 teachers coming out to inspect the man.
“You there! What do wewe think wewe are doing? This is a private school” The young school mistress snapped.
“Don’t worry Miss. Yuma, Let me handle it” alisema the buff Gym teachers rolling up his sleeves. He walked to the gate and stared the man in the face for a second; his eyes were strangely pail and his face emotionless. He grabbed the man kwa his shati collar, alama and slammed him against the metal gate. A little blood slithered from his mouth down his face.
“Mr-Mr Jones please violence is not-“Her sentence turned into a scream as the man bit into the teachers arm. He screamed in agony and felt to the floor, rolling and kicking around in pain as the transformation began. Then as quick as The Flash the man’s face turned pale and his body stiffened
Derek just stood there amazed at the turn of events that had just happened.
“Oh my gosh He’s dead!” alisema the old janitor, the mistress covered her mouth and her eyes grew horrified and sad. “No way, that’s impossible he was just-“She looked at his hand as it twitched. His eye’s opened but they were grey in colour and his pupils were tiny.
“Oh Mr Jones thank god!” She alisema smiling down on him “You had me worried there for a-“. The zombie latched onto her shati and slammed its teeth into her neck. I violet scream ringed in the air and blood sprayed and splattered everywhere. Derek stepped away from the railing shaking a little from what he had just seen. He sprinted up the stairs and through the corridor. The door to the class room slammed open and Derek trudged in over to Lucas.
“Derek wewe couldn’t be happy with just skipping my class” The teacher smirked.
“Lucas we have to get out of here” Derek said
Willow got up and walked over to them.
“What are wewe talking about?”
“People just got killed kwa the front gate no shit”
“Are wewe serious?”
“When we take revenge against another, we lose some of our innocence”, that’s what they tell me. So I guess I Lost all of my innocence. Oh well, I Lost it early, might as well have gotten rid of it. See people throw bila mpangilio nukuu everywhere, a lot of them don’t seem to apply to me.
“When wewe get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to ngumi, punch the person,” And it only takes 4 zaidi to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.
“When wewe get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to ngumi, punch the person,” And it only takes 4 zaidi to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.