the zombies with their pale eyes staring back at her through the broken blinds caused her to fall back into the desk. It was like a ghost. Knowing that at any time you could peek through the blinds and they would all turn and gaze at you with cold, lifeless, blind eyes that seem to draw you in…
“Open the door…” they moan stepping closer to our window.
“Open the door for us… please.” says another growling and grabbing at thin air. still stumbling closer their arms twitching the maggots falling from their mouths. “OPEN THE DOOR!!” They roar flinging their bodies against the fragile window, screaming bloodcurdling, horrible screams that ring long in our minds even after they stop. they continue Beating restlessly against the window until movement catches their eye and they lurch away from your house and lie low behind the trees, in wait for an unsuspecting and stupid living person.
We witnessed our neighbor, venture out his front door stepping carefully his eyes like a hawk sweeping accross his porch. he strategically stepped down his steps looking very alert. He suddenly looked triuphant standing out there on his brown lawn.
“Come on out!! They’s gone!” he hollered at his neighbors. who were surely watching from inside their houses waiting for them. we knew they were still here.
then we saw one. we saw one of the dead shuffle through his open door and into his house.
” ‘Yall are scared fer no reason!!” he cackled. then turned and strutted into his house.
NO! NO STOP THERE’S ONE IN THERE!!” we screamed at him through the glass but he didn’t hear us.
His door shut behind him. and the last thing we heard of him was his petrifying and soul breaking screams that we could hear even from inside his house. We imagine him being ripped apart for the imagery does come, seeing so many people eaten alive, we cannot help it. we will never forget.
and…. sene.
“Open the door…” they moan stepping closer to our window.
“Open the door for us… please.” says another growling and grabbing at thin air. still stumbling closer their arms twitching the maggots falling from their mouths. “OPEN THE DOOR!!” They roar flinging their bodies against the fragile window, screaming bloodcurdling, horrible screams that ring long in our minds even after they stop. they continue Beating restlessly against the window until movement catches their eye and they lurch away from your house and lie low behind the trees, in wait for an unsuspecting and stupid living person.
We witnessed our neighbor, venture out his front door stepping carefully his eyes like a hawk sweeping accross his porch. he strategically stepped down his steps looking very alert. He suddenly looked triuphant standing out there on his brown lawn.
“Come on out!! They’s gone!” he hollered at his neighbors. who were surely watching from inside their houses waiting for them. we knew they were still here.
then we saw one. we saw one of the dead shuffle through his open door and into his house.
” ‘Yall are scared fer no reason!!” he cackled. then turned and strutted into his house.
NO! NO STOP THERE’S ONE IN THERE!!” we screamed at him through the glass but he didn’t hear us.
His door shut behind him. and the last thing we heard of him was his petrifying and soul breaking screams that we could hear even from inside his house. We imagine him being ripped apart for the imagery does come, seeing so many people eaten alive, we cannot help it. we will never forget.
and…. sene.