Zombie apocalypse at KSKB Sultan Azlan Shah.

A strong entryway thump is heard suddenly. Mrs. Umma Devi unfortunately

chose to check. In seconds, we hear a mash of the neck and Mrs. Umma is returning
back pale and rotting. In come, three zombies staggering and swaying.
As soon as they were approaching, we hop out of our desks and race to our
feet. Coming towards us, the walking dead were ready to eat. Not any more English
lesson, Mrs. Umma! Not a minute did I waste. Not wanting to be their snack.
Immediately, I threw my textbooks at her brainless head. Then, I snatched my friend
to escape the zombies.
We ran upstairs to the chemistry lab. I barely avoided Mrs. Umma and the
horde by locking the entryway with a table and a broom. The open ingredients on the
table constrained us to contrive. Quickly, I grab the two nearest jars and pour them in
a beaker. We made mixtures that cause blast and fire. But, the zombies continuously
slammed and groaned at the door. Slowly I turn to see them pressing in. I pointed the
explosive and counted to three. A second passes by, then the room is rocked by an
explosion.
Dashing to the administration building, I took a pack of matches. However, a
surviving zombie gave my friend a couple scratches. Within minutes, her skin began
to decay and she betrayed me. Another horde of zombies was close by. I ran into the
locker room to cover up. I found just what I was searching for. I locked the exit doors
and covering fuel around the room. Without hesitate, I dropped the lit matches,
driving off and feeling savage. I turned out victorious and was able to appease.
Everybody knows nurses make the best survivalists.