Why I am Against .......

I am against the rule of banning us Early College student’s cell phones. I am against it because we have a right, and we shouldn’t be treated like prisoners. It’s already bad enough that we do not have market place and the food we are being served is vile and unsanitary. Since are phones are banned how are we supposed to know if our parents text us saying there’s an emergency or something? Some parents can’t call because they could be at work, or some emails. For example; I am supposed to ride the Lorain bus, but then my mom needed me to ride the Elyria bus to go to my grandmothers. How am I supposed to know what bus I ride if I do not have my cell phone? I understand to not have it in the classroom, but in the hall way or in any building is just unwarranted. As Early College students I feel like no one cares about our words and what we want. If they are not paying my phone bill then I should be allowed to use my cellphone anywhere I am except in the class room. I feel like our words do not matter we should be treated better and that’s all I have to say. 

Zombieeeeeeee!

As I struggle to stay on good terms with my neighbors after my son became a zombie, we constantly argue of whose turn is it to go and get more food supplies. So instead of arguing anymore I volunteer myself. I grabbed a machete with a back pack on my shoulders and I headed out the door. Its evening and the sun is slowly setting. I walk block after block after block, and by the time I find a little grocery store its pitch black outside. So before I enter the store I turn on my flashlight. I grab anything I see just to hurry and get out of the dark store and back to my neighbor’s house. Suddenly, I hear something fall and roll across the floor behind me. I quickly turn around to see nothing there, so I assume it’s just a mouse. A couples minutes after into getting the supplies I hear a dripping sound behind me so I turn around again, to find this buff looking zombie with a leg in one hand, blood shot eyes, and blood dripping from its mouth growling at me. I turn to run but find another zombie in front of me, but this one had half a body. Both zombies started coming towards me, so since the one with half the body was small I started running towards it and cut the head right off its body. The buff zombie was still running after me so I run and run as fast as I could. I lost the zombie when I ducked behind this building, I’m gasping for air then all of a sudden I turn around and I see my son. I dropped to my knees and started to cry. He was coming towards me arms out and I have a flash back, my son and I playing in the back yard having so much fun. I came back to reality when I felt a sharp pain in my neck, my son has bitten me. I can feel the disease flowing throughout my veins all of a sudden everything went dark. I am a zombie with bloodshot eyes, white ooze dripping from my mouth, having the  need to feed.