Pushing Up Gravestones

Previous | Table of Contents | The End “Look, over there!” Denise pointed impatiently at an abandoned gas station. She stuck her head out of the window in anticipation             “Yes, finally!” Rory…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next Mum stared at the zombies, standing on her tiptoes as was the norm. She raked a hand through her hair and turned to dad, her brown…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next “Denise!” Rory screamed my name over the moaning hoard of oncoming zombies. I had lost him as soon as the wall fell. I swung my bat…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next It had only been a week since the zombies started attacking the farm, climbing up the walls and trying to bring them down to reach us.…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next My mother crouched over my father, the blood from the bullet wound in his shoulder had leaked throughout his shirt and onto the floor. I covered…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next Denise falls to the ground, burying her head in her hands. She has just killed a little boy. An innocent, little boy who, only hours ago,…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next It had taken them close to a week to get to the farm. Casey and George had been dead worried; their daughter had been missing during…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next The group trekked through the forest, the trunks of the encompassing trees standing vigil over them. Darkness lay over them like a shroud, all light blocked…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next “That thing was…” Denise shook her head. “We almost died.” The car’s smell was a mixture of dirt and sweat; they could all use a shower.…

Previous | Table of Contents | Next Thump. Thump. Thump..... Denise's breath caught in her throat. Terror struck through her veins as she met eyes with Ferrah’s big, terrified blue ones. Tina's tiny…