So, another day huh? Of being as invisible as air. I hated it. But I guess I needed to grow up without them. Without worrying if they like me or not. They're just classmates. I went to sit down on my rugged little chair. "Mum!" I yelled hoping this time I would wake her up. No luck. She was gone out like a light. Sighing, I kicked my bag and opened the cardboard door to my 'house' walking the three mile walk to school.
I was angry. I hated the fact that this happened so often. I hated the fact that my mum blamed me. Maybe next time I should jump on her until she wakes up. She'd probably kill me I laughed to myself. Slowly I realized that everyone I walked past turned to follow me. The postman. The guy in the garage. The police cars. More. I breathed deeply. My shoe suddenly went into one of the bars of a drain. I fell straight on my back. Snap. I felt like venom was filling my ankle. I screamed. When the stalkers came close enough to touch I could see their eyes staring at mine with a emotionless frown. I gasped endlessly trying to get air to breathe away from these zombie like people.
Then I saw they had knives