In the last 12 years I've lived so far – I've experienced pure and utter hell. Every one that has ever come in contact with me has died. And it hasn't been my fault. All this had happened when I was 15.
I had just come back from school. Since I had no homework, I went on my Playstation 3 and played my favorite video game: Madden NFL 12. I usually played with my friends Dave and Matthew, but they weren't on, so I just played Franchise mode for a bit.
When my parents got home from work, they went straight to their bedroom. I hoped so badly that they weren't going to do it, since our rooms were right next to each other.
The next morning, I couldn't find my parents anywhere. So I checked the basement. What I saw terrified me. My dad's stomach was ripped open violently. His face was a very pale yellow – never mind the fact that I had thrown up immediately after finding him. But I had no idea where my mom was.
So I grabbed a flashlight and shone it around the room. What I saw terrified me. My mother was no longer the beautiful blonde woman that gave birth to me – now she was a vicious beast. Her eyes were a very dark brown with hints of red. She had razor-sharp, blood stained teeth. And my father's entrails in her mouth.
"Mom!" I yelled. "What's wrong with you?"
She turned her head , studied me, and then rushed toward me. I quickly dodged her attack. I frantically scattered across the room, looking for something to defend myself with. The most suitable thing I could find, was a rusty old pipe.
"Don't make me do this mom!" I said as I held up the pipe in defense.
I watched as she violently charged toward me. And my only instinct was to attack. The minute she came within an arms distance of me, I swung the pipe and hit her in the temple. Her body flew into the wall and dragged slowly on to the floor. No blood was drawn, but I knew she was dead. I couldn't help but watch as her body seized and stopped moving. I walked over to body, knelt down, and started sobbing gently over her body; wondering what happened to her.
Shortly after, I went into the living room and turned on the news. I was shocked by what I saw – apparently; the dead had been rising and continuously attacked the living. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The images that I viewed were terrifying. I didn't know what was happening.
The entire world went to hell – and it all started in my basement…