Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26399851-20160816055317

It was a typical Wednesday at school, I got my breakfast, went to earlybird, and first period. After spanish, I went to my second period which was computer literacy. I was in sixth grade so I had to take computer literacy before computer graphics. My teacher was pretty cool, she let us do some fun stuff and gave us easy tests and quizzes. While I was animating a stick figure scene like everyone else, the power cut out. Even the emergency lights went out. Luckily we had many windows but they were all at the back of the class. The intercom turned on and stated that we are on hard lockdown. Our teacher told us to stay calm, but it didn't help much as everyone kept on panicing. We all got behind our teacher's desk. It was quiet for a minute, but that silence was broken when a loud shatter was heard. Someone in our class screamed but was silenced when someone covered her mouth with their hand. A lot of students screamed from the classroom next to us as that was where the shattering sound came from. An inhuman shriek silenced the screaming along with a loud snap. The silence returned but again was interrupted by the loud ringing of a cell phone The cellphone kept on ringing until the person who had it hing it up. We heard the shriek again but futher away. The glass that was on out door shattered and I looked away looked away from it. It grabbed someone who started screaming. Whatever it was snapped her neck and I heard the sound of flesh ripping. I finally had the guts to look at it. somehow, my mind recognized it. It looked like a tall slender figure with a face that I can't even begin to describe. It looked like photoshop gone wrong. It stood there and started shrieking once more. To my horror, some of my classmate's heads combusted like balloons popping. All of a sudden a gunshot was heard. A bullet went right through the creature's head. It fell over asphixiating. It finally died. A group of men came in and aimed their guns toward us and pulled the trigger. I woke up in a hospital bed in the same room as other classmates. The rest of the day was a blur. Since that day I was never the same. Every creak in the floorboard, Every knock on the door, even things I see out of the corner of my eye get me on edge. My mind keeps on telling me that I have seen it before but I don't recall seeing it ever. Maybe I have or maybe I will. All I know is that it won't come back. 