The
Walking Dead
We
were petrified when we peered outside the window. It seemed as if even the
howling winds of the blizzard could not stop their crusade in our street. A
single blow would wipe out the entire group but no one could’ve ever imagined
that the Walking Dead could have the strength to get up again to diminish their
starvation. Stunned, my brother and I, Haares, looked at each other with our
eyes wide open and hoped for a rescue…
A
rumor was spread a few months ago through the Internet and radio about a new
deadly virus that had spread throughout the world like wildfire. It gave the
victim a serious flu for a week that slowly drained the life out of him and
eventually killed him. Then came the serious part: the victim now slowly turned
grayish and turned into a meat-eating zombie, but everyone called them
“Walkers”. It was also said that the virus could be transmitted through any
bleeding wound or if a Walker had bitten or scratched anyone.
At
first we didn’t believe the rumor either as it was too exaggerating, but then
later on we saw our own parents becoming the prey to this vicious predator. We
couldn’t finish them off so we had to lock them inside our store room. I can
still hear them moaning, but I’m helpless, though it is inexplicably painful an
experience.
The
earth is now a world full of dead continents with only a few thousands of
survivors left who too are busy striving for the protection of themselves and
their children. Luckily, my brother and I are one of them.
“Hey,
Bro. Snap out of it! We’re short on supplies and I just ate the last of the
cupcakes. What shall we do?” asked Haares restlessly.
I
was still in a mini trauma by glancing at what the Walkers could do to satisfy
their needs, but when Haares slapped me on the back of my head, I finally
understood what was happening in the chilly air.
In
whatever conscience I had, I replied, “Gear up, Haares. We’re going on a hunt.”
Haares
smiled and hugged me as if everything was going to be alright and it did give
me a very pleasant feeling. Soon when everything started to feel good, I heard
a noise of glass breaking frequently from the lobby and then I heard Haares
scream, “SHAAREF! HELP! WALKER! AAGH MY LEG! HURRY!”
Shaaref Munir
O’Levels Final Year
PakTurk International School & College
Islamabad |
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