Status: Progressing
Zombies in Wiard Howlam School!
For reasons I cannot fathom, I never once thought (or even imagined) that I would be climbing up a rusty old pipe, desperately trying to escape the clutches of my now dead, rotting maths teacher.
If you’d walked up to me a few weeks earlier and told me I’d be locked up in school, fighting my life against the living dead (aka Zombies), I would have laughed in your face, mentally categorized you as a spaz and gone on with my boring school life.
But here I am; shimmying up the aforementioned pipe, now creaking horrifically under my weight and threatening to collapse at any given moment, whilst a zombie-fied teacher, ironically called Mr Brains, is hot on my tail...
Maybe I should start from the beginning and explain a bit; it might make a bit more sense. I’ll start from the day all hell broke loose in this school; Wiard Howlam School.
<The school is based on an actual school, and the characters in the school are based on actual people we know, and teachers too. We just changed the names slightly as not to offend anybody>
If you’d walked up to me a few weeks earlier and told me I’d be locked up in school, fighting my life against the living dead (aka Zombies), I would have laughed in your face, mentally categorized you as a spaz and gone on with my boring school life.
But here I am; shimmying up the aforementioned pipe, now creaking horrifically under my weight and threatening to collapse at any given moment, whilst a zombie-fied teacher, ironically called Mr Brains, is hot on my tail...
Maybe I should start from the beginning and explain a bit; it might make a bit more sense. I’ll start from the day all hell broke loose in this school; Wiard Howlam School.
<The school is based on an actual school, and the characters in the school are based on actual people we know, and teachers too. We just changed the names slightly as not to offend anybody>