By random convenience I am sitting here on this washed out orange toned couch. With the clamorous sound of people talking and the motion blur of the people walking. The room is heavy with the pressure and burden of the anxiety that ridden me. Bodies pacing back and forth again and again. I can feel their eyes burning into my crawling skin trying to fleet from the shaggy breath i try to take. I can feel my eyes a little too well they are becoming dry and i can feel as they flutter open and shut. I feel cold but i am not as i feel the sweat trickling down my face. I feel numb all around and that feeling of paresthesia poking me everywhere at the same time as if in a horrifying synchrony dancing together on my skin as the goosebumps rise with them. I see the faded faces of people i once knew as friends and my family, their faces in scattered unidentified features. Eyes seeping as if melting, mouths wondering, noses becoming flat, and eyebrows changing shape. But i know this is in my head, its not real. Not real. But i can’t tell what is real? The glass featured on the table? I want to touch it but i can't move. I can't move. It's all becoming real and i feel sick to my stomach. And people notice me. I'm just sitting here with beating eyes and a heart pounding way to fast for comfort. My heart. Its in my head beating over and over i can hear it. And my lungs are breathing too fast. In and out, in and out. Becoming more rapid by the second. My heart and lungs beating together like they want to take over my body.

I woke up, it was still dark outside. I just went back to sleep. I woke up again, still dark. I slept. I woke up, still dark. Hmm, what time is it? I thought. I pulled out my phone to check, 2:00pm! What the..? My train of thought was interrupted by a curling scream outside, I looked out the window and saw a woman no older than 40. Her face held blood and something wasn't right about her eyes. They were black.What the actual fu-. I immediately go downstairs and lock my front door, and all the windows, and start staring at the people surrounding the screaming lady. I turn away from the window for only a second then I hear a stampede outside. Everyone is running back inside away from the lady who is still standing hurling her arms to the sky. The world turns to reddish black, under the unidentified lights in the sky. The TV flashes to the new station and It sounds urgent, the lady is practically yelling at the camera. And i get distracted by the new reporter to notice the monsters falling from the lights in the sky.

“Everyone must stay inside!” someone screams. The power cuts off. The adrenaline hits me and I'm shaking. The world is deep red now and I look outside to see a black fleshy tube sucking the life out of people. The old lady out front is now lifeless on the ground all pale and skinny. I look around with horror on my face and see more and more dead people on the streets. I witness monsters and demon looking creatures crawling on all-fours and taking the souls of the dead. They break into unlocked houses, they kill them one by one, house by house. I dash downstairs and barrake the front door with my couch and arm chairs. The door slams as they try to get in, their hand prints, covered in blood, stained my windows. All of the sudden i see glass shards flying. And the monsters inside my house. I run into a closet and hide. I turn the lock, and curl into a ball and then i hear the monsters in my house move around and search for me. Their killing call sounds like a loud purr and a low deep growl. They're hunting me.

They are hard of hearing and i make sounds with them having no reaction. I saw their ruthless killing if they could actually hear properly i’d be dead. Their is a car outside. I can hear it, and so can the monsters. I hear them all rush out the shattered window. I slowly open the closet door, making sure they are all out of my house. The people are trying to escape but even the people on a plane cant. Smoke covers the buildings with a plane in the middle. I want to believe that there are other people that are alive, that my family is alive, but the phone is still ringing. No answer. I peek outside and wish for a single person to be alive. I wish. I wish. I wish. Nothing. I grab all of my food and go into my basement. Taking all of the scrape wood to close the door and windows. I silently wait. I wait. I wait. I wait. I wait. I hear screams. Again and again and again. My power is still off so I check my phone. The new is off and i check the international channels. One in Asia, Europe, and Australia. There all under attack just like LA. Monsters have officially taken over. Were doomed.

My house is being searched again by the monsters, their stomps getting closer to me. It seems their sense of smell is better then their hearing because they find me in an instant. And all too soon their taking my body into the air and sucking the life out of me like all the others, I see my body on the ground frail and lifeless. How could i be so foolish to think I’d be the one to live in this horror movie?

I sat and thought about death

I feared

Waiting and waiting

The cancer treatment was killing parts

Hair

Appetite

Weight

Soon it will take my life too

I couldn't sit here and do nothing waiting for me to

S l o w l y

Die

I’ve starved myself

I got to sit and watch my friends die

The hospital friends

We’ve been told so many times

“You won’t last long”

How could i hold on?

I’ve waited and waited

The feeling of fear stopped

Its gone

I feel nothing

Just let me die in peace

Please…

I’m still here waiting

Quietly

Patient

Wanting

And sitting here

Waiting

A different medication?

Okay

Pop the lid

Take two

Wait

Wait

I feel relieved all of the sudden

Then bam

I'm Gone with the wind

I feel as if my chance of love will never come by, or maybe I won’t get that chance of teenage love, or maybe I just wasn’t made for me. I feel as if maybe I look too hard or choose the wrong person. I want that right person, that someone just for me. I want to be that couple that never gets mad or bored or bothered by each other. I want love, love by someone who loves me back, someone who will love me more than I love myself…