The Day I Felt Alive

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    A story of struggle and hope. I lost control of my body. I pulled myself next to the collapsed body. My mouth wrapped itself around her beautiful skin and took a mouthful. My head jerked as blood splattered in my face. It was a bloody mess, but my hunger was no more.

    The Day I Felt Alive

    Death has a funny way of getting to people, people like me. When I died I checked all my bags before walking into the pearly gates. I greeted God with a high five. His hearty laugh caused thunder on Earth. Then all of a sudden the air escaped my lungs and a powerful force pulled me.

    I was falling through the clouds back down to Earth. I slammed into the raw ground as a cloud of dirt surrounded me. I heard scratching and moaning. On my face, pebbles? My hands pushed away the dirt and light poured into the earth. I rose up and stood on my feet.

    I started walking. I looked at my body - it was shocking. My skin was a grayish-green stained with mud. My body was torn and missing chunks. In a watery reflection, I see layers of skin dangling from my face. Maggots squirmed all over my body.

    My legs started walking towards a tower just over the horizon. Along the way, I saw others like me ... I saw people shooting them!

    Run! Run! Run! I moved as fast as my body would let me. All I could do is drag my feet, but I kept my distance. People shooting people! What has this world come to?!

    I kept on moving towards the tower because I believed that I would find hope.

    My leg lifted into the air as I hit the ground. I heard feet coming towards me. People surrounded me ... (swoosh) ... the barrel of a gun is suddenly forced into my mouth.

    I tried to cry for help but only moans escaped my mouth. Then I hear more feet, then out of nowhere a gunshot - followed by blood-curdling yelps. The gun fell from my mouth as the holder collapsed.

    I could not stand, but I was able to crawl. Something stopped me though - an uncontrollable hunger. I lost control of my body. I pulled myself next to the collapsed body. My mouth wrapped itself around her beautiful skin and took a mouthful. My head jerked as blood splattered in my face. It was a bloody mess, but my hunger was no more.

    More people like me began to move towards the tower. Why?

    It took days, but I finally made it to the base of the tower. In the courtyard, dead bodies covered the ground like a swarm of locust in a corn field. I crawled to the main entrance as I started feeling the hunger coming back. With no food in sight, my mouth reached down to my leg. I bit down, pulling the skin and muscle off the bone. What am I doing?!

    The main entrance doors flew open. A vial is thrown at me. I picked it up - with my hunger still in effect - I swallowed it. I started to shake violently.

    The doors flew open again. The people came out and pulled me inside.

    "Do you think it will work? Will the zombie change back?", a trembling voice asked.

    "It doesnt matter. This zombie is in bad shape already. She is just a test subject", another voice sounded off.

    My body began to shake again and then my hunger returned. It was more violent than ever. The people saw the hunger in my eyes and without hesitation they put a gun to my head. The gun went off and half my brain was on the ground - killing me instantly.

    For the first time, I felt alive.
    Last edit by Joe V on Jan 24, '17
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  3. by   sirI
    JacobJason, this is very good. You need to submit another one.

    Maybe submit your writing talents to Mr. Robert Kirkman.

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