I know a lot of people are making zombie stories, but i wanted to make one I open my eyes, the cool night breeze blowing away any evidence of my just recent vomit episode. I scrub my mouth and spit to get any disgusting flavor out of my mouth. "Hey! Erin? You okay?" I hear Paris yell at me as she stands by the balcony door, the music blaring from it. "Yeah, just had a bit to much to drink." I tell her and grin. "Where's Nat?" I ask and she sighs, shaking her head, her dark hair swaying side to side. "I don't know, probably chatting it up with some guy." she giggles. "Kay, I don't feel that good. Can you get her so we can go?" I ask, my head feeling light as i struggle to stand. "sure Erin." I hear her call as she dissapears back into the crowd. I lean over and close my eyes, taking deep breathes to calm my stomach. I feel myself get hauled up and I open my eyea to see Natalie, her eyes bright from alcohol abuse and her blonde hair messy. "lets go Erin!" she says and takes my hand, the both of us struggling to keep from falling over. Paris kept her distance by a bit, yet followed. <><><><> Natalie, Paris and I trudge along the sidewalk, my alcoholic drink still in my hand. We walk through for about 5 minutes when a man comes up out of nowhere and grabs natalie by the shoulder. "ew! Get off of me!" she cries and bats him with her purse, but he doesn't listen. I get mad at this and push him away, "hey! She said back off." I murmur and help natalie pick up her purse, which she had dropped in the commotion. Paris starts yelling at the guy and helps pick up the things that fell out of the purse. The man screams and runs at me, tackling me to the ground. His skin was cold and his eyes bloodshot and wild. I scream as well as my head hits the ground, my arms pushing him away. Natalie keeps screaming for him to get off, but he's to busy with me. I panic and smash my glass bottle against his head, alcohol and shards of glass flying everywhere. The man falls against me and I cry, pushing him off me. Paris helps me up and I look down to see blood everywhere, the man still. "we have to get out of here!" paris says and natalie nods, both of them pulling me, but i couldnt get myself to move. I was too busy staring at the man in, in shock. My friends finally got me to move and we hurriedly stumbled to my house. <><><><> End of this chapter please tell me what you think