Have you lost all your family, all your possessions, and all your hope to live another day? If you have, you should join me and all the others who escaped, and tried to survive. So, when they come, you will survive
“I’M OPEN” I yelled to my teammate who was running down the sideline. He deked around a person and passed it to me. It was a close game and we couldn’t lose, not in the finals. I then kicked the ball ahead of me ready to kick it in the net. When out of nowhere, someone came flying in and intercepted the ball. “S***,” I mumbled under my breath, and started running the other way.
He booted it down the field and to his teammate, on the other end of the field. He faked a shot and ran past the defense leaving the worst player on our team, the goalie, by himself. The guy readied himself, aimed, and fired a shot to the right side of the net. The ball seemed in slow motion as it sailed through the air, aimed low bottom corner. “DIVE”, I yelled, though I knew the goalie would never get it. I watched in vain as I saw the ball flying in the air, making in ark toward the corner of the net. I heard the sickening swish, as the ball went into the net. 1-0, and the clock was almost all run down. We had lost the game.
“What were you doing!” I yelled at the goalie, though it wasn’t even his fault, “You shouldn’t even play soccer, nobody wants you on the team anyways!” “Brian,” my coach warned, “Don’t say another word.” I tried, I really did, but my anger and disappointment overcame my will. “Maybe if you actually wanted to win, Coach, you would take that crap out of the net!” I yelled back. My coach replied, ” Come sit with me on the bench after the trophy ceremony,”.
Only after I looked into the sad eyes of our goalie and coach, I realized what I had done. I walked over to our goalie and meekly said, “Sorry,” but my friend didn’t respond. I tried not to cry as I walked away, toward the handshake line.
As I was shaking their hands, I was saying the familiar “Gg” though I didn’t really mean it. I watched with a lump in my throat, as they got the trophy and lifted it above their heads. I waited ten, long, painful, minutes until it was finally over, and then joined my coach. We sat in silence until everyone was gone.
I looked away from my coach afraid of what he would say. But when I looked back, I saw what could only be called a monster. My coach now had oily, bumpy skin, with huge claws and sharp teeth. He had snakes for hair and feet. To be honest I screamed and ran as fast as my legs could carry me.
When I looked back over my shoulder and saw what I didn’t want to see. Everywhere I looked, I saw another monster, and with shocking realization, I realized that everyone, everywhere, was turning into monsters.
I ran faster now, into the forest with my adrenaline keeping me going, but it wouldn’t last forever.
After I ran a mile, my weariness washed over me till I finally stopped running. Now that I had stopped, everything came over me. I was lost in the woods and monsters were coming for me. And I didn’t know how I could survive.
There I was, probably a few days after I ran away, though I couldn’t be sure. I was trying to survive and live another day but despite that my main thoughts are on a lot of different things. I wondered If anyone survived, and if I could restore the world? SNAP! A sound woke me out of my thoughts. I fought my fear down and grabbed the nearest stick. “Wh-who are you,” I shouted, a quiver in my voice. “We are your friendsss” said a strange hissing voice, “Don’t resist…. and you may stay alive”
With a jarring SNAP, I ran off into the woods, terrified of the creatures behind me. As I ran, I constantly looked for a good place to hide where they couldn’t find me. At last I saw a damp, dark, cave that looked good for hiding. I rushed into it and gathered some sticks and branches to cover myself.
It was harder work then I expected; taking me some valuable minutes to get a good place to hide. I then stood in the cave, examining the spot. “I did it!” I thought, “They’ll never find me in here.” But just then, I heard the strange noise again saying, “I like kids like you, they think running will sssave them from our warriorsss, but they didn’t try to catch you. No, you did not essscape, we led you here to finish of our plan of great dessstruction.” I felt a prick in my arm, and in a matter of seconds, I was out cold.