i sit and remeniss on the good times passed, i used to share my time with my family telling stories and watching tv, but not any more i sit alone in the dead silence just thinking what my future could have been. But that was all taken from me on that faitful day...
November 21st 2008 i woke up early morning aproximatley 5:30am, the few hours sleep i had struggled to get because of the nightmares, they're back again but this time its different, they're more intense more real.
they start off the same always the same, im at a family BBQ at the park surrounded by friends and family, my brothers play soccer on the far side of the field while my sister talks to my mom and grandma about girl stuff while i am socialising with my friends having a few beers everythings perfect until suddenly an earpearcing scream is heard from the background i turn around sharply to see blood everywhere, i run over to where my family are and they are no longer my family, they are... zombies faces half torn blood gushing from everywhere, faces as white a sheets eyes black and there faces il never forget. Evil but yet vacant like a lion about to attack its prey, then i wake up screaming in cold sweats heart racing. the same dream every night, why oh why am i being tormented in my sleep i used to think to myself. little did i know they where warnings.
i got dressed and went to go to my car ready for work as usual but something was odd, the roads where empty the street was peaceful, which is very strange considering i leave in central london. immediatly i new something was'nt right so i decided to call my parents to see if they where ok, dnt ask why it was just instinct. at that point i had no idear what was going on. the phone rang for at least five minutes no answer. i thought to myself, no your just being silly, but then again why were the streets empty?
i got into my car and drove around the block, still no sign of any one, it was a ghost town, until i drove on a bit further and realised that it wasnt a ghost town but, i didnt know at the time there was people lying in the street in pieces literally. my eyes were bulging out of there sockets i couldnt believe what i was seeing, what was happening?
carried on driving not taking any notice of the road but staring at the massicered people laying in the street, and then smack. what was that? id hit something. i got out the car to see what id just hit, there was a body lying right behind the car, i walked slowly to the body. excuse me are you alright, im going to call an ambulance im so sorry i didnt see you. i put my hand on his sholder and reached for my phone and as i did the body started to rise. i stepped back startled by this as i must have been going at least 80kph. his arm was twisted in a way that looked very painful and his ankle looked broken, and wait a minute so was his neck what the fuck is going on round here, he rose to his feet and extended his arms reaching for my sholders and lerching his head at me. wait im dreaming this is just a dream, WAKE UP WAKE UP!!.
But it wasnt a dream, shit this is real what am i gonna do shit, shit, shit. so i did the most logical thing you would do in that situation, i ran, i sprinted the whole 7 blocks i had driven from might house straight back without stopping.......
to be continued