Peaceful Grass.

She was lying on the grass. She had been there for several hours that she knew of but none of that seemed to matter. All that did was the pure and unadulterated fear that was pounding throughout her body. She barely knew what she had been through but all that mattered was it was over.
It had been a typical day. Went to college, went to the store downtown and came home. When she arrived home everything seemed to be normal.

“Mom I’m home” she yelled

“Oh S my dear”

“Mom what’s wrong?”

“Its your father.”

“What’s wrong with daddy?

“He was in town and someone bit him on the arm. He has been lying in bed ever since. I have called the doctor and he is on his way over.”

Who would bite middle aged man? That was defiantly not normal behavior by any sense of the word. S knew that many diseases would spread by a human biting one another.

“Dad must be crazy to react like that. He acts the same way when he has a cold,” she told her mom

“I don’t know dear. His eyes look bad”

His eye? She decided to go upstairs and see her father. As she climbed that stairs the idea popped into her head of all those bad corny horror movies she watched as a teenager. She laughed off the possibilities of Jason attacking from around the corner and walked into his bedroom.


“Oh S hi how was class” he responded breathily

This was not the father she had known her entire 23 years of life. He was always a superman to her and now he was lying in the bed. She could see soars developing all over his arms and face. Each breath seemed to be a massive struggle. Then he looked at her with a sad grin on his face and she saw the eyes her mom was speaking of. His eyes had begun to glass over.

“Daddy” she yelled to no response

She ran down the stairs to tell her mother and her mother wept into her body. All S could do was hold her and tell her everything would be okay and that he was in a better place. A place with his father and mother and brothers. She picked up the phone to call the doctors office.

“Doctor Brown. This is S my mother called earlier about my father who was bit.”

“Oh yes” he said grimily

“What do you mean oh yes?” S said suspiciously

“I am guessing you called to tell me he has passed”

“How did you know?”

“It’s happening all over the city. Just watch the news” he responded


“I will restate watch the news. We will send people to collect his body shortly”
That was odd she thought as he hung up the phone. Her mom had gone upstairs to say her last goodbye to the husband she adored. S has sat on a chair and turned on the news. She wondered what the doctor had been speaking of.

“Today there has been a rush of people being bit. As first most authorities had thought it was nothing until it seemed the corpses had begun to reanimate. The Government is implores us to stay away from any bodies we may see and stay indoors. More will be told as we learn.”

S turned to run up the stairs when she had already heard her mother scream a scream that would have been envied by any metal band in the world. She rushed up the stairs to see the father she had though of as superman feast upon her mother. Slow twitches from her mom’s corpse seemed to be all the news she needed to know she was beyond help. His head suddenly shot up at the sight of what was once his daughter.

“Oh shit” was all that could come out of her mouth

She ran but her father was quickly behind her. She ran into the den of her house and slammed the door behind her and locked it.

“What’s happening here?” she kept asking herself

She was snapped quickly back into reality as she heard a screeching behind the door and clawing at the wood door. She backed up and heard the TV issuing a new statement

“Please stay away from any corpse or any person who may have come into contact with one. This disease is highly contagious and one bite could turn you. If needed a gunshot to the head can kill these creatures. The government will be doing a official statement tonight”

A gunshot? This will be extremely difficult that was her mom and dad. Then devils advocate came into her head. It was her or them, they are no longer her parents. They are creatures threating her life. She went to the gun cabinet and remembered what her father had taught her. She walked towards the door and opened it quickly and when what was formally her father charged she shot one bullet right threw the center of his forehead as dropped to the ground.

“I am sorry dad.” She said between sobs

She walked up the stairs and saw the twitching body of her mother. She wiped her eyes as she saw the blood stained sheets. This is the most horrid experience of any person’s life. Killing her parents was an unthinkable act.

“They are no longer my parents.” She yelled as she looked at the sorry state of her mom

“I am so sorry mom.” She yelled

The blast in her mothers head was right on the mark and the twitching had stopped. She left the house and fell onto the grass several feet away and began to weep. How could this have happen? She may never know that answer.