Prologue

Every time I go to sleep all I can see is blood every were and then I hear screams of pain, yells for help, moaning, and crashing. Every time I fall asleep I have the same dream. Well almost the same. Whats different is the dreams sometimes happen in the same place and sometimes there not. Whats also different is some times the scenery doesn't always happen in the same place or just show blood and have screaming it also shows black blood that looks like it has thin purple veins, dead bodies with chunks of skin gone, and what I at first thought were injured people turned out to be walking corpses. The walking corpses that I thought were people had chunks of skin missing and even some missing body parts.

When the hungry moans seemed to be getting closer I found out that it was coming from them and the more they moaned in hunger even more would show up. As the corpses got closer I saw that the black blood was coming from them from there rotting limbs. I could see there dead eyes with only the whites showing, with vain still there but the corpses still had a puple and the eyes were rotting.In all my dreams I'm always running or trying to fight them off but nothing ever seems to happen that would help me be reid of them. There always after me wanting my non-infected flesh. I can never get ried of these dreams they seem to haunt my every waking hour along with my sleeping hours. When I'm bitten by th- these zombies I wake up and I have these bruses were I was bitten.

When I was little my father used to tell me that there was evil out there either in our dreams or waiting for our spirites to come out and fight them. I always thought that he was crazy but after the car crash that took him and my mom from me I've been having these dreams and seeing the dead courpses when no one else can. Nobody but me sees the walking dead courpses at night. They always come out at night it seems and they always try to get to me in my dreams but when thats not good enough they try to attack me for real. At first I thought that they just couldn't get me with the way they always seemed to go through me but I was wrong. What they eat is my spirites flesh. The zombies are just spirites and they can only be killed in spirit form. I'm safe in my dreams because it's just there way of haunting me telling me with out words that there coming for me. The only way they can kill me is if they come after me themselfs. Ever since my parents died I have been living with my only living relatives which are my dads parents and now that I know how to kill these zombies I'm going to do whatever I can to protect my grandparents.

Chapter One

 The wind is cold on my skin as I step out of my body and grab my sword I always carry with my spirit self from its shelth. I'm about to start at a new school tomorrow after the accendent with my parents getting killed my grandparents let me finish my last week of school at my old school and now that summer break is over I have to start at a new school now that I live with my grandparents and what I am doing right now is killing zombies. I know tomorrow I have school and what I am worried about is a couple of spirit zombies. Well not a couple now it's more like seven spirit zombies.

I hurry up and move out of the way as one of them lunges for me. As the zombie goes past me I hit it in the back of the head with the hilt of my sword. I hear a crack and then it falls to the ground, the back of its head crushed in and as I watch the dead spirit desolves into dust. I sense another zombie running towards me from behind and I do a backflip. As I'm in the air I give the zombies head a sharp twist to one side breaking it before I land behind the dead zombie. I hear a soft thud as it tumbles to the ground.

I high kick the zombie closest to me and it flies back through a tree. Did I minchon that a spirit zombie can go through anything. That's how they get there meals is by going through the persons body and eat that persons spirit, which means you can't fight them off unless your a spirit yourself otherwise when the zombie goes through you it starts eating your spirit.

I feel a hot liguid go through my body and then my hands and sword are aflame. The fire doesn't burn me, but it sure as hell hurts and kills the dead spirits if it touches them. And thats what happens to the zombie that trys to grab me from behind. As soon as it's durt streaked, hard fingers touched my shoulder, it decintigrated. I jam the hilt of my sword into the closest zombies stomach, setting it on fire.

The dead spirits that are around, the one now lunging everywere trying to put out the fire, move as far away as they could, looking back and forth between me and the walking corpse on fire. The moving burning flesh pire rams into two other zombies, setting them on fire and then within four seconds theres only a swirl of smock and ashes in its wake.

(Authors Note: Please don't steal my ideas and none of my books are for sale._)

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Tag der Veröffentlichung: 28.02.2013

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To my family for incuraging me to write.