Monday, August 15, 2011

Tittle: Zombie
Word Count: 306
Story Notes: I love this story. It's kind of dark.


I step onto the grass. There is no one here that I know. Logically, I know that it shouldn’t matter, but it does. I know I’m not here to hang out with my friends. I have a job to do. One last job before I die. The masses are hungry and they need to be fed.

I remember coming here last year with Kimmy, my best friend. We sat on a blanket eating hummus on pita and drinking chilled green tea. We were laughing about something stupid. I think it was a boy.

Kimmy was the first to go.

They weren’t supposed to be real. They were just stories; campfire nightmares and movie theatre horrors. But when they came, they weren’t the way we always thought they’d be- they were smart. Smarter than before, and they were the only ones who could figure out how to reverse the effects. How to change back.

But they were so hungry.

It only affected men, and they only eat women. The disease was spreading and it needed to stop. If they were going to stop it, they needed to be fed. One girl could feed a group of them for weeks and when they were fed they could work. When they were fed, they could study to find a cure. They were so close, but I won’t be here when the cure was discovered. I have a job to do.

 They cry as they grab me. They whisper that they’re sorry. I feel my arms rip away. They bite my breasts and my thighs, a cruel imitation of sex. I wish I could believe that everything will be okay, but my father kissed me goodbye this morning. I’ve never seen him so sad. Not even when mom died. Not even when Teddy changed. Teddy can be saved. I’m dinner.

I vanished!

Gah. I took a "week" and it lasted a month. Sorry! I haven't been very good at writing original fiction at the moment. I'm going to post only once a week for the next few months. Hopefully, I'll get back into the swing of writing soon and I'll be able to update more.