the apocalypse

I opened my eyes to see the sun glistening in through my tent I looked across the tent to the door and peaked outside. The wind was calmly sweeping across the tips of trees and the daisies were swaying side to side like a boat on the ruff sea. It was quiet and felt different to normal. I felt alone. Like it was me and the earth.
I walked around looking about for people, gazing through windows, watching the condensation slowly melt into liquid. House after house, no one. I was on Brewers lane when I heard a slight whisper “over here” I scanned the area, the area where only yesterday me and my mates were chilling, I took another glance. Stood there is the mist was my best mate Jonah. He was shocked at seeing me, shocked that I’ve been walking about the streets fine and haven’t encountered any of them things. “Haven’t you seen any things”. My heart thudded. “What things”. I knew at that point we were in something big together, I couldn’t lose him, and we’ve been best mates since first school. As I said that I saw a dark staggered shadow move across the back of the churchyard. It moved with such jolt, I instantly panicked and froze on the spot. It was like something out of the movies, like something that shouldn’t be real. Like something that couldn’t be real.
Me and Jonah went to explore the churchyard to see what this was, as it was the only life we have seen today. We opened the gates the hinges squealed as we pushed to gate to. We stumbled down the pathway, legs like jelly, a place that would normally be so calm, was now so terrifying. I felt the bitter saltiness of the sweat that dripped down from my forehead rolled over me eyebrow down my cheek and dribbled into my mouth. The gargoyles on the church seemed as if they were real and were about to pounce on you. Every gravestone glistened; it was as if all the people buried were stood up like an army in formation replacing the gravestones. All the flowers were dead and rotting, there was no colour in sight. Just