This story contains graphic scenes of violence, cursing, blood, murder, and zombie attacks. Not for the faint of heart!
How this happened... I should probably start from the beginning. I'm a girl who thought I had very irregular periods; causing pain, cramps, and no blood every month... but this thing inside me was the cause of it all.
I watched her on the bench, quietly reading her book as she pushes her red hair out of the way. She likes horses. That’s one of the things I hated most about her. I wanted to rip those freckles out and feed her to her precious horse. The breeze was calming, quiet, and cold.
I started writing when I was 13-years-old. When I was a kid, I used to love telling stories and putting on performances, and my parents loved to see them. I would tell stories of princesses and magic, made up worlds and enchanted forests.
Running, dashing, racing, call it what you want but that's what I was doing. I couldn't look back in fear of my life being snatched away by the creatures chasing after me. My heart was beating in my ears and my legs were throbbing, begging for me to stop but I just couldn't.