Forsaken Dreams
XII
I smiled at my finished sketch. I missed this.
I packed everything up and started to head back down from the cave. Careful not to slip on the rocks and fall.
I finally reached the bottom, breathing heavily in exhaustion. Now, time to go back to the house.
Still with the hatchet in hand, I walked steadily but quickly.
I was almost there. I could see the house. It was about a football field away. I was walking quicker now, hoping I wouldn’t be trapped by the zombies ahead.
That’s when I heard it. That noise coming from behind me. It wasn’t the moaning, but something else entirely. So indistinct.
I froze.
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t turn around. I stood there stuck to the road. It felt like cement was keeping me there.
And when I finally had the strength to turn around, I see them. The zombies swarming. But they weren’t just any zombies.
Because among them I could see one. The one who bore me for nine months, the one who gave life to me. Who loved and cherished everything I did. Taught me how to read, to ride a bike.
That zombie. . . was my mother.
I packed everything up and started to head back down from the cave. Careful not to slip on the rocks and fall.
I finally reached the bottom, breathing heavily in exhaustion. Now, time to go back to the house.
Still with the hatchet in hand, I walked steadily but quickly.
I was almost there. I could see the house. It was about a football field away. I was walking quicker now, hoping I wouldn’t be trapped by the zombies ahead.
That’s when I heard it. That noise coming from behind me. It wasn’t the moaning, but something else entirely. So indistinct.
I froze.
I couldn’t move. I couldn’t turn around. I stood there stuck to the road. It felt like cement was keeping me there.
And when I finally had the strength to turn around, I see them. The zombies swarming. But they weren’t just any zombies.
Because among them I could see one. The one who bore me for nine months, the one who gave life to me. Who loved and cherished everything I did. Taught me how to read, to ride a bike.
That zombie. . . was my mother.
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Whoot whoot!Sorry that its soooo short.
But I wanted it to end here giving
suspense to you all. :3
Aren’t I evil?
Anyways, I hope this was enough
love and reading for you and if not,
stay posted for the next update! :P
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