The Darkness by Sabrina Royal (7 ebook reader .TXT) 📖

"That is easier said than done! Do you see that half our class was eaten by those freaks?!"
"Well...we can escape through the window and climbed into my ford truck." said the other black girl standing on her left. She had a short bob that was pulled into a small pony tail at the nape of her neck.
"How do we do that, genius?" said the redhead who words was coming out more defenseless each and every time she talked. Gabriella wished she could punch her in the face because now is not the time to become a smart ass.
"Climb out the window. We are only on the 1st floor. It won't kill us and my vehicle is parked across from here. " she said and pointed her key ring out the window to a blue vehicle.
"Oh my gosh!" said the redhead and she looked back at the zombies who had finished removing the skin off the students and swallowing half of their flesh and blood. They were all covered in blood and even Mr. Donavan didn't stand a chance to the mass maniacs.
"Hurry, let's go!" said the other black female and she used a chair to break open the window. She then used one of the art drapes that was hovering over an unfinished statue to covered the broken window and climbed out.Everybody followed her out and they removed the drape so that when the zombies climbed out they would be stopped by the shards that would hopefully ripped their frames open.

Outside was not any better. Towns people and students were fighting off the zombies as well as getting eaten. There was not much rescuing that could be done at such state. Somewhere on the school's property, a fire broke out in the school, and everything began to be filled with chaos that made her want to covered her eyes and blacked out so she wouldn't have to endured this nightmare.
She and the two other girls made it safe to the vehicle and climbed in. Making sure to locked each door so that no intruders would ruined their escape plans.
"I know where you all lived since we used to ride the same bus" said the female. "By the way, my name is Maranda."
"Hi Maranda, I am Gabriella "
"Hi, I'm Laura" said the red head. Maranda didn't much care for the name of Laura for her attitude earlier must had bothered her.
"Alright, I'm going now." she pulled her vehicle out of the spot and navigated out of the school's parking lot, hiting a few zombies along the way that came rushing toward them. One was an old lunch lady who wielded a metal spoon around in the air. Her fat belly jiggled each time she made an effort to attack the vehicle and her face was smooshed back into the skin that only the red slit of her eyes was noticeable. The vehicle ran straight into her body and smacked her head first into the concrete. Running over the distorted head and crushing the brains into silence. As they were all cheering in happiness, Gabrialla felt a feeling of concern and she looked around to spot that nothing was wrong.
"Hmm, must be my imagination again..." she said.
"What did you say?" Laura said and turned around in the front passanger seat to look at Bri.
"Nothing, I just said it mu..." and before she could finish that sentence, a sudan crashed into the driving side of Maranda and causing the vehicle to flipped over. The truck tumbled and rolled around until it stopped against the walls of a house. Everything was silent and only the sounds of the wheels rotating around and around was heard.
Thirty minutes later, Gabriella awoke to the sounds of more screams. She tried to moved her body but knew that she couldn't because she was still buckled in.
"Must..get...free" she said with determination and unclicked herself from the seat that caused her to fall a bit on her back. She then used the heel of her shoe to kicked out the window and crawl away free. Looking back at the vehicle, she saw that the sudan was now on fire as well as the vehicle she was riding in that was badly damaged that in the front. She didn't need to check to realized that both her comrades were already dead.

Swallowing back her tears, Gabriella slowly walked down the street of her neighborhood. It didn't seem like hell happened on this peaceful neighborhood and she was glad that she only lived 20 minutes from the school or she would had been a goner by now if she lived 50.
Slowly, she moved her way toward her house, feeling a bit better at knowing her mother was alive.
Her converse dragged along the sidewalk until she was on the porch of her house and she used her keys to open the door. Just as she was opening the door, a sound erupted behind her small frame.
Gabriella stopped and stared at the action. She didn't know her mother also came to investigate the noise as well.
"What's going on?" her mother said and peaked her head out the door just in time where they both could see Mrs. Thomas lying on her lawn and Mr.Thomas growling at her. His cheek seemed to be removed and only the yellow stained dentures that he wore was seen. His eyes was also soulless and red like the previous zombies she came across.
"What is this?! What is going on?" her mother said and she feel her mother's confusion increasing as well as her anxiety.
"This...This is hell" said Bri and they both stared as the elder lady used her purple handbag with the gold clutch to beat Mr. Thomas in the face.
"Darling, what has gotten into you? Have you taken your meds? Let's talk about this inside over a cup of tea." cried the desperate Mrs. Thomas. Mr. Thomas made no replies as he lunched his withering frame onto Mrs. Thomas and bit into the skin and removed the aging flesh that was attached to it.
"Mrs. Thomas let out a painful shrill that echoed along the neighborhood until everybody was joining them on the front steps of the door to gaze at Mrs. Thomas being eaten by the zombies. A few males rushed over toward her, trying to be a hero, and pulled Mr.Thomas off. Two of them held him down but Mr. Thomas only had to turned his head before he sunk his teeth into one of the fathers' hand and ripped off the skin. This caused a reaction that made several of the women and children scream out loud in shock. One of the women, who must had been his wife, rushed over toward her husband and grabbed his arm that was bleeding quite badly. She could tell that his skin was turning pale and figured that he only had little time to live.
Mr. Thomas turned his head as he was being kicked by the husband now, and he stared at Gabriella and her mother. A bloody smile formed on his lips and he reached his hand out toward them.

"Shut the door!" her mother said and yanked Gabriella inside the house.
" Mom, we got to get out of here." It's nothing! Her mother said and grabbed ahold of Gabrialla's shoulder so tightly that she could feel each imprint of the fingers that were on her body.
"M-Mom..." wincing in pain.
" I cooked dinner. Let's eat!" her mother said. Her mother was always a good cooker and in the summer when the heat outside was unbearable. The cooking of her mother filled the house with such fragrance that it can make any anorexic want to give up their vows of not eating and take a bite of her mother's delicious rolls.
Her mother pulled her toward the kitchen and Gabriella looked at her face. Wondering who she should be more afraid of now. The monsters outside or the beast inside.
Chapter 3: The Last Supper

Her mother plopped Gabriella so hard in the wooden chair that the chair squeaked and Gabriella let out a low moan from the pain of her butt cheeks against the seat. She then stared pointy at her mother to let her know that her action is causing her pain. Yet, her mother was in her own world. Ignoring her daughter pain, her mother went over to the stove and turned it off. Removing the chicken that laid peacefully ontop of the stove’s top, her mother then reached toward the bird and ripped the leg from the body of the creature with her unwashed hand and placing it on a clean square plate.
“Um…” Gabriella said, a bit discern from her mother and those filthy hands of her mother that were digging into the poultry. This was so weird, she thought. Nothing seems right about this. Yet again, Gabriella looked over to her mother.
Still ignoring her, her mother continued to pick at the meat than used the palm of her hands to scooped out the potatoes and carrots. She then lazily tossed those savoring carrots onto the food like it was trash.
“Eat…” her mother said coldly and dropped the plate in front of Gabriella where it rattled and rocked to a stop. Food flew to a landing stop everywhere and her mother looked at her waiting.
“Do I have to really?” she said scared and slowly picked up a fork.
“Yes, you have to eat. I cook this meal and your ass better sit here and eat it.” than she torn a leg off the chicken, raised it to her thin, lipstick covered lips, and took a fierce bite that could make any lion proud.
Gabriella saw her mother becoming into some unknown carnivorous beast and she took small delicate bites of her delicious meal that turned into ash once it was swallowed down her throat. Minutes later of eating the fantastic but painful meal and the endurment of being under her mother’s watchful glare with soulless eyes, Gabriella asked to be removed from the table to go into the room.
“Yeah…go” her mother said and walked her small body over to the fridge. She soon start taking out eggs and cold cuts from the fridge.
“Okay…”
She ran down the hall and toward her room before locking and slamming the door. Once the door was safety locked and blocked her from her frightening mother. Her body gave away and she slid down the back of her door and wept. This was all going too fast for her. Things like this never just happen. It normally become some Facebook’s gossip and make interesting “What If?” conversation among friends