The Night of Death

 by Nia Carter

I walk down the street with my lovable feet soon I see a pile of teeth I searched around frightened and scared I see a zombie standing there

It stands their firm and bright,

scaring the creatures into the night,

I get this feeling and walks toward it,

I find it under a glowing light and I look at its face,

I was shocked and could not move as I found…it was me