Cannibalism
Chapter eight
It took longer than I thought to get back home; I never saw any cars or people. I ran across towns, hiding behind houses and diving in bushes at the slightest sound. It looked like hell…you know that movie where that nuke bomb goes off, and everything looks black but glowing red and those people get trapped underground with some grouchy guy and a girls jump in a toilet to get out..? Yeah that’s how it looks.
I wrap my arms around myself; I could feel something watching me.
Looking back I see a long stretch of abandoned houses, in front the same thing.
I keep thinking back to Hannah, alone in the woods. She probably hates me, I am probably the only person in the world who would leave their little sister in the woods to fend for herself, what the hell was I thinking?!
I clench my hands, nails digging into my palms.
The white fences, the shrubs that are cut to perfect triangles and rectangles… like common, why try making a tree morph into something it’s not? That’s a little over board.
I grab my journal and begin writing what I see
A girls shoe lying next to a pool of blood
A pair of legs tucked under a porch, attached? Let’s hope so
Bright yellow eyes.
Swaying fast bodies.
Growling snapping jaws.
Flesh eating monsters
I snap the book closed and tuck it deep inside, maybe that will help with the temptation in writing.
My nerves are getting fried. im not so emotional anymore.
*sigh*
I walk past a door that’s open, im tempted to go inside and try finding something to eat. Something obviously happened here why nobody’s here, when just yesterday it looked like they were having a block party when I sped through. But there’s nothing left but a dark feeling.
I hesitate at the threshold, my heart racing and my mind going through all the possibilities’ of what can happen as soon as I step foot inside this haunted house.
I twirl my hair, chewing my lip
My growling stomach wins.
I slip of my shoes and tippy toe into the kitchen, everybody’s kitchen is the same place isn’t it?
I peer into a living room and see the TV is still on, but cracked and on the ground. The sofa is flipped and the coffee table broken in two, and im pretty sure I see a bloody handprint but I’m too tired to check. Mentally.
Promising to come back, I walk more quickly feeling as if im dancing on somebody’s grave or something or I’ll be caught for Breaking and Entering.
I look around the kitchen, bright green walls with dark brown cabinets and a dish washer. Lucky. Back home I’d have been up to my elbows with bubbles. Yeah, not as fun as you’d think. Especially being sixteen, chores are for little kids who actually get paid to do them
I take a moment to look at the fridge, 4 people in this family. A mom with bright blue eyes and a kind face, two kids laughing so hard their eyes disappear, mud over their faces and covering their exposed skin, and a boy , same eyes as his mom but he’s leaning in the picture, obviously taking it too, and I see his dad lounging on the grass, with a smile on his face.
Hmm
I run my hands along painted pictures and when my stomach makes a dying walrus sound I crouch down and open the fridge.
I grab a jug of chocolate milk, strawberries, a banana, and a pack of hotdogs.
Throwing it into my bag, I’m just about to run out the door when I grab 5 bottles of water and replace the chocolate milk, thinking water doesn’t spoil. I laugh at myself.
The sound is so weird, bouncing around the walls and coming back toward me… I feel so alone.
“Stay right there or so god help me I’ll shot you!”
I freeze, drop my bag and kneel on the ground. I watch too many movies…
“You infected?!” he kicks my shoe and I sprawl on the ground
“What?” I look from under my hair at him, under other circumstances he’d be considered extra cute, and the boy from the picture.
“Did you get bitten? Did their blood touch your skin? Did your flesh end up in their teeth? Answer my god damn question!”
My heart pounds in my throat. Oh my god.
I’m infected.
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Cannibalism
HorrorWhat would you do if suddenly people had an urge to eat human flesh? If one by one you saw humans eat other humans? But you weren’t affected. Well hi, my name is Zoe as far as I concerned I am the only human without this ugly disease, seeing your fa...
