Gripped with the urge to flee, I grab what's nearest my hand,& when the zombie reaches towards me, I stab it with a replica DNA strand. did they hear me, please please tell me they didn’t hear me. The run to the gym for a mat to sleep on and towels to use as blankets and pillows was a close call, I barely avoided Mr. Been here ever since, trying to make an excursion out for canned food. Who would’ve thought there was a crawl space behind the school freezer. We jump out of our desks and rush to our feet, Coming towards us, they were ready to eat!
Not a moment did I waste, Not wanting to be a snack,out of the school I raced,not once looking back. But the dust and the rat pellets, and oh my god that spider is the size of a baby’s arm. Mancini, thank heavens Joel got to him and was able to tear a leg off this morning before Mancini bit his face. Hard to do with your nose chewed off and being zombified and all. Glad I thought to grab that can opener on the last trip. As long as the water in the well holds out, I have enough canned food to last for a long time. I threw my textbook at his brainless head, Then grabbed my friend to escape the walking dead. Within minutes, her skin started to rot; She turned against me and I felt guilty in thought. I ran into the locker room for a better place to hide.
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Behind me, I hear the eerie moans of my old friends, but there’s no time for nostalgia. I wrap a lab apron around the end of a meter stick and douse it in a flammable liquid that my now-zombiefied chemistry teacher would have never let me use.
The moans grow louder, so I use a Bunsen burner to light my makeshift torch. The zombies have entered the room but quickly retreat at the sight of my fire.
I smile at my success but am snapped back to reality as I see my best friend among them.
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I must get them their vaccines on the other side of town. I didn’t realize how my movements had dimmed my torch, nor how close the zombies have gotten!
I quickly light it again, and the new fire roars--as do the zombies. It hit my neighbors, my parents, my school, then everyone around the world. I’m the only one alive now and I’m scared, lonely, and depressed. I’m outnumbered a million to one and my food source of leftovers from the cafeteria is running out.