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Creative Writing

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My Creative Writing Story 'We're gonna crash!' screamed Laura. The bus flipped into the air and then smashed into the ground with a deafening smack. 'Sam? Sam! Sam wake up' Sam woke up with a jump, he looked around him, scanning the bus, everyone was ok. 'What's wrong with you Sam?' asked Nathan, Sam's best friend. 'Nothing, I just had a bad dr....' Sam was interrupted by the bus jolting forwards. The bus swerved, and then flipped up. Sam was knocked out for a moment, when he regained consciousness he looked round. He saw most of his classmates covered in blood. Nathan's face was bloody and disfigured. Fear wrenched his heart. Sam shouted out, 'HELLO! IS ANYONE THERE! ARE YOU OK?' he heard faint crying somewhere on the bus. Sam found everyone who was still alive. Only 9 people survived. 'Is everyone ok?' asked Guy, 'look we need to get off the bus, I smell petrol.' The group moved towards the front of the bus, walking past the dead bodies of their classmates. They shut their eyes blocking out the horrific sight around them. Severed limbs lay upon the blood drenched floor. The strong smell of petrol and death hung in the air, stinging at their nostrils. When they got off the bus they looked at their surroundings. It was deserted, just mountains on the horizon and a dusty road. Sam gathered everyone round, 'Look we need to find shelter and food, and we need to sur....' ...read more.

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She put her head next to his. Sobbing. Suddenly Eliot's corpse re-animated. He grabbed Ellie's face. He dug his nails into her cheeks. Blood leaked out of the wounds. The Eliot zombie pulled his hands to the left and ripped her face right off, like a child undoing his Velcro shoes. Muscles and staring blue eyes looked back at the Eliot zombie. Ellie screamed. Then fell to the floor. Eliot then started to rip up her face. He put it to his mouth and started chewing it. Back in the tunnel the group was getting bored. 'I've had enough of this,' said Harry, 'I'm going to go and look for some food, anyone coming?' 'I'll go,' replied Beth, 'I'm getting quite hungry myself.' The pair walked out the tunnel and went right. 'There has to be some food round here,' Harry said optimistically. 'What's that?' Beth said confused. On the horizon they saw a sort of shack. It looked like a bomb shelter. Harry and Beth ran to the building. They opened that door. It swung open with a creak. In front of them were some barrels at the back, some shelves on the side with some boxes on, and a trap door in the centre of the room. 'Have a look on them shelves, maybe there is some food in them boxes,' Harry said bossily. The duo searched the shelves in search of food. Beth screamed. 'There was a spider. I hate spiders.' Beth turned a shade of red. Harry found a flashlight. 'Come on, there's no food in here. ...read more.

Conclusion

Guy screamed. Then stopped moving. The zombie plunged his hand into Guy's corpse like a policeman dunking a jam doughnut into a hot cup of coffee. He got a hand full of Guy's intestines and brought it to its rotten mouth. It sunk its teeth into the organs. Blood dropped onto is ripped, stained shirt. 'No!' Laura wept. She crawled out of the hole and stood on top of the mountain. She stopped and thought of all of her friends, Eliot, Lorna, Guy, Beth, Harry, Ellie, Sam and Nadim. Tears streamed down her face and dripped onto the sandy floor, making a small puddle. Suddenly a pair of blood stained hands burst out. They latched on to her foot. Holding on as tight as it could. Laura yelled. The zombie pulled Laura back towards the hole she crawled through. She dropped back through the floor. She could see guys body. He was pale. Laura was screaming. The zombies that were distracted had come back. Laura could see familiar faces in the crowd of death. Eliot, Lorna, Ellie and Nadim were lurching towards her. She looked back over to Guy. His body started to move. He stood up. His liver and stomach fell from his body and splattered on the ground. His ribcage swung back and forth like saloon doors in a gale. Laura jumped down from the platform. 'Come on! You're going to have me, so have me!' Laura shouted. She ran into the middle of the crowd yelling. A scream echoed through the cave. Then it all went quiet. Nothing could be heard apart from the groaning of the dead. By James Haselden 10T1 ...read more.

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