The Halt in Progress by Jachin Orallo (good books for 7th graders .TXT) 📖

Officer Neil, Jachin, and Natnael fought on the right side. Jachin and Neil were at the front with other students. They hit the zombies and their weapons and the heads connected. Natnael along with a few others were opening classrooms with students inside.

  “Room 2-1-3. Get a weapon and come back or stay there” ordered Natnael as he opened the classroom doors. The number of the zombies that headed their way was consistent only about five to six every fifteen seconds. A zombie grabbed a girl’s head she screamed and she put her arm between the zombies mouth and her head. The zombie bit a large amount of her flesh and the bone was exposed. Neil pulled out his pistol and shot the zombie in the head. The zombie fell on the ground and the girl along with it. The students pulled her back to the empty space.

  “Someone amputate her arm and tie a tourniquet.” Ordered Jachin “Hurry the fuck up before it spreads” Natnael ran towards her and ripped of her sleeve. He tied a tourniquet on her bicep.

  “Someone hold her down” ordered Natnael.

  “I don’t wanna die” The girl repeated

  “What’s your name”

  “Natalie. My name is Natalie!” she screamed.

  “Natalie calm down, you're not gonna die” She screamed even louder. A guy came and held her arm down. Natnael stuffed his handkerchief into her mouth. Natnael took his hatchet and with one quick swing her arm was no longer connected to her body. She shaked around and tears fell from her eyes it rolled down her cheeks. She spat out the handkerchief and continued screaming.

  “Shut her up” ordered Neil. She screamed until her voice quieted down. She stopped breathing and Natnael checked for a pulse. Nothing. Natnael stared at the bloody floor and the arm.

  “She’s dead” Natnael yelled

  “Take her spot then” ordered Neil. Natnael picked up his hatchet, now covered with Natalie’s blood, and took her spot. He swung wildly at incoming zombies. Then a scream came from the back of their group. The student fell on the ground holding the side of his neck. Then something pushed her way amongst the group, it fell on the ground in front of Natnael. It grabbed his foot and pulled towards her mouth. It was Natalie. The white foam drooling to the ground. He kicked her and she let go. She grabbed another student’s foot. The student tried to run but fell on the ground. He bit his ankle and he screamed with pain. A zombie grabbed Natnael’s shoulder but he swung his hatchet at the zombies neck. However the student beside him was unlucky enough to get grabbed by two zombies. She got bit. The group scattered and the zombies ran towards the left side.

THE LEFT SIDE

Rean, Patrick, Narge, Yasr, and Patricia fought on the left side.

  “Blunts at the front, sharps at the back. If the blunts fuck up the sharps will back them up” Yelled Rean. The blunts tried the best they could to not break the formation and they were doing well, occasionally throwing a zombie backwards only for one of the sharps to stab the the head. At the back Yasr and Patricia were opening the classrooms letting out stranded students.

  “That way” Yasr pointed “Get a weapon and come back”. Their group was doing well not a single casualty. The plan was very good. The wave of zombies slowly increased and by the time they heard a scream from the other group they were receiving around twenty zombies every fifteen seconds. They slowly moved back giving the zombies more space so they would not get overwhelmed. The zombies then started pushing their way through the group. The zombies pushed through but the students pushed back. The students in the back stopped pushing and left, running back to room 213.

   “The fuck you doing” Said Rean with a frustrated tone. But by that time the number of students that were pushing back has dwindled. “Son of a bitch” Rean said to himself “Fall back” He yelled. The students abandoned post and ran back to room 213. A zombie arose from the horizontal part of the U and jumped on a student. They past by and entered the room. They entered the room and saw all the students backed up into the corner. They stopped and turned around. The door was open.

   “You dumb fucks” Rean blubbered. Narge and Rean ran to the door to close it. As the door was about to close an arm reached through the gap and grabbed Rean.

ROOM 213

Faith grabbed the fire extinguisher from Mariel’s hand and sprayed the window. Faith handed it back. Faith, Jt, and Gillian were guarding the doors. Jt sat on the ground duct taping a pocket knife to his mopstick. A heavy banging came upon the door. Jt wiped the white mist off and saw students. He opened it and the students ran inside.

  “Weapons. Where are your weapons” asked one of the students frantically.

  “There” Jt pointed. The students ran to the two equipment bags. A student then grabbed Jt’s makeshift spear.

  “Here give it” demanded the student “I need it”

  “Fuck off. This is mine” The student started pulling thus starting a tug of war. The student pulled Jt pulled back. The student head butted Jt and his vision started to get fuzzy and his ear started to ring with pain. The student head butted again. This time he hit Jt’s nose. It bent to the right and it started to bleed. Then a loud thump came. The student’s grip eased and he fell to the ground. Gillian stood over the student holding her shovel. Jt fell backwards and Faith caught him. He held his bloody nose while his eyes were closed.

  “What an asshole” Jt stated. Faith lifted Jt’s hand but he refused.

  “Let us see how bad it is” Faith lifted Jt’s hand this time Jt allowed it. His hands were shaking and his nose was covered in blood.

  “Gill get the first aid kit” Faith ordered. Gillian left and came back with a white case with a big red cross. Faith opened it and grabbed the tissues. She wiped the blood of revealing Jt’s broken nose.

  “How is it” asked Jt who sounded like Professor Snape. Faith and Gillian looked at each other.

  “Nothing. We just have to wipe the blood” answered Faith. She grabbed another tissue and started wiping. She then suddenly snapped he broken nose back into place. Jt screamed and stopped.

  “I have to sleep now” said Jt

  “No, no, no don’t let him he has a concussion” said Gillian. A heavy pound came upon the door.

  “Here” said Faith. She handed Gillian the kit “Take him to the back” Gillian wrapped Jt’s arm around her and she carried him, with each step he got heavier. She dropped him on the ground and made him upright. She hit his face lightly and quickly.

  “Stay awake” said she. Gillian looked around. “You” the student looked around and pointed to himself.

  “Yeah you” the student came “Name”

  “Frank Delgado”

  “Why are you telling me your last name”

  “I don’t know. It felt like I should say it”

  “Ok Frank. Stay with him and don’t let him fall asleep” Gillian looked at the door. The outside group rushed and they got pushed to the back.

  “Let me through” she repeated. Gillian heard a scream and looked at the door. There was Narge and Rean trying to push the close and a bunch of hands reaching through. One hand had a hold of Rean.

  “Chop it off. Chop it off!” Rean demanded. Patrick came and with one swing the hand lost its grip. Rean fell on the floor and quickly got up. The door fell down. The students pushed back against the incoming zombies. The room was getting hot. They pushed back and the zombies fell back. One by one the zombies entered. The students slashed, stabbed and hammered. They were getting tired and their breathing became heavier. A zombie jumped on Rean and he fell back. He screamed for help. Patrick swung his machete and the top of the head fell off. Rean got up and looked at the incoming zombies. We’re trapped he thought.

  “Fuck this” said Rean. He ran to the back of the class pushing through the crowded room some students followed him.

  “What are you doing” asked Narge “Here help me” Narge went to the door that lay flat on the ground. Patrick and Miguel came and lifted with him. They used the door as the shield and pushed. Students joined in. They pushed and placed the door back through the frame. They held the door in place. Patrick used his foot and pulled a desk to him. He placed it in front of the door. Students got the idea and were placing desks to hold the door in place. All the desk were now stacked against the door. They breathed a sigh of relief and the door dropped causing the desks to push against the students. The students moved back and started squishing each other. One by one zombies crawled through the opening, they climbed on the desks.

  “lift up your weapons. Don't let them through” demanded Narge. The students lifted their weapons to push the zombies back. The desk pushed back and slowly started to squeeze them. At the back Jt lay on the floor. People trampling over him. The zombies came towards them and they used their weapons trying to prevent them to get through. Their breath escaped them and they started to feel lightheaded.

  “Make a hole through the wall” demanded Narge as he tried to catch breath “Please. I don’t wanna die” Rean pulled out his hammer and started hitting the wall but as he hit the wall the students started to push back preventing him to make a hole. Zombies started to fill the room and they started to loose hope. Then three trumpet blasts came from outside, followed by another, then one long blast. The pressure from the desks released and they pushed back. They then felt the air enter their body and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

JACHIN

“Regroup” yelled Jachin “Regroup you retards. Regroup” No one listened and they all scattered. He saw a student wearing the white uniform covered in blood. Jachin grabbed the student’s shoulder. The student turned around.

  “You bit” asked Jachin

  “No” answered the student

  “Good. come with me”

The student nodded his head. Then a zombie jumped on the student. He screamed and Jachin watched.

  “Shit” Jachin said to himself “My bad” Jachin continued forward smashing and bashing zombie’s skull. A large group came upon him and he used his bat to shield himself from the incoming zombies. He had no match against the group and was pushed backwards against the red lockers behind him. He held onto the bat tightly and the bottom part was pushed against his torso. Everytime he exhaled it became harder to breathe. He looked around and saw another one headed from the right. It reached him and he used his hand, preventing the zombie to get to his body. His vision started to become fuzzy. One of the zombies that was part of the group slipped from the bat and headed for his left side. He placed his hand in front of him and the zombie tried to push through. His breath was being squeezed out of his body. He looked around again and saw another zombie heading to his left.

  “You’ve gotta be fucking me” Jachin said to himself. The zombie ran and Jachin’s heart started beating faster. He thought about letting go with his left hand and pushing the zombie, but the zombie he was holding in place would bite his exposed arm. As the zombie reached him the locker two lockers to his left flew open. The zombie ran to it and the sound of dropping body was heard. The zombie Jachin was holding with his right hand’s phone started ringing. A figure walked out of the locker and the face was familiar.

  “Nethan?” asked Jachin

  “Jachin?” They both stared into each other's eyes.

You’re here, wherever you are and I know that my heart