Buying Time

So people say that you can’t make time, or theres not enough time in the world. Well I have to strongly disagree cause there are so many things in the world that give you more  time: 

You can wake up quicker in the morning with coffee, by a faster car to get you places quicker, or get a faster train in the morning, the trains in Japan run by the second, work on the journey there and back to save yourself time. Downloads are the biggest example I see all around me nowadays, constantly advertisers are going on about faster speeds and the whole notion is amazing to me, back in yesteryear you would have to go out and buy music, take the bus into town and get a CD from a store, now all you have to do is press a button on iTunes and music is within your reach almost instantly. The same goes for DVDs, Games, Movies, Apps that are now all online. And who needs to go out shopping when you can get almost anything on Amazon and have it delivered. 

You don’t even have to go out and do the weekly shop anymore, stores deliver for you and all you had to was click what you want on some website. Instant messaging, movies on demand, catch up services, all of these things scream about how much time is saved if you think about it, you don't have to go out of your way to watch something on Tv when it’s on cause it’s online straight away. Fast food, instant meals, ready made, way back when you’d have to actually put thought into making food, make it from scratch, but nowadays it comes to you packaged and ready for consumption after fifteen minuets in a microwave. Just think about what machines do to things like factories and farms. They save time and money by making products and growing food quicker but they cut jobs in the process. 

Now i’m not against most of this stuff, well not really, but what I am against is the people who say they don't have time for the important things or say they need more time cause society today  is always creating time, for it to be only filled with something else, however society makes you pay for all those extra hours you’ve acquired through whatever means. Like sure you can get food shopping delivered to your house, but at a cost, those quicker internet speeds come with a price tag on them. But things like ready made meals may be cheaper but you can bet home made stuff would be better for you. 

So this is to all those people that say you can’t buy time, because I think it’s pretty clear that you can.  

A Little Something

Perfection is in your face, and when I first saw it my eyes didn’t know how to pull themselves away from it, but my brain had more sense and I kept on going just kept on walking. But then time went by and I saw more and more of you, just glimpses of your life is all, the laughter I heard when I walked past you, or the places I see you most. I counted the times I saw you in a week and waited to see you in the same place I’d saw you one week ago. But now I know your leaving my life, and I know I could never look upon perfection again, but I just keep on walking, tears internally soaking my heart, afraid to forget not afraid to lose.

Just a small extract from one of my story's, thought I'd share it but not sure how good it is.

The Zombie Diaries - Part 4 - When Hell Meets Heaven

I stare at the bite mark. But Curtis just starts walking him towards the bungalow. 

“How did you get that” I ask and point at the mark. 

“Oh strange story” He has an unexpected american accent “When I was on my way here and about to set of this crazy women ran up and jumped in the boat, she bite me, hurts like Hell, but I pushed her into the water and high tailed it out of there” I raise my eyebrows. 

“Were you ill before then?” I ask. And he looks at me quizzically, the shakes his head. I leave at that and join the others. The day goes by as normal, we swim and the girls soak up the sun. When me Hayley and Tash are in the water at about five in the afternoon, curtis runs out to us, he looks panicked. I see him talk with Sayed and Michelle, they beckon is in. 

“Whats wrong?” Tash asked with a laugh, as if this is typical of him. 

“Curtis says he died” Sayed Michelle. I recoil and the girls stop drying themselves and look at him. 

“But how” I ask. He shakes his head. Hayley puts her hand on his shoulder, and he looks up at her. Michelle's eyes flare for a second. 

“It’s ok, maybe he’s out cold or summit, the heat could of made him faint” He shakes his head again. At that we quickly dress and get back there. As we walk in we see him standing, he looks at us with a sort of animal like interest. Sayed and Tash are at the front of the group and they both laugh. 

“See he’s fine, melodramatic much” Sayed says. Just then he launches for us, at Tash, but as if it were a knee jerk reaction Sayed steps in front of her and pushes her back, Michelle catches her easily. Sayed and, well whatever his name is, end up on the floor, theres a grunting sounds coming from the handyman. And it looked like he bites Sayed chest. We all react in different ways, Hayley kicks the man, with a considerable amount of force, and he rolls of Sayed. Michelle runs inside and grabs and hammer out of his tool box, curtis grabs Tash and pulls her back as well as grabbing my T-shirt so I stumble back a little. Michelle, runs up and smashes him on the head as he tries for Sayed again, she hits again and again until he’s still. We all stand still for a moment then Tash runs to Sayed. He panting and convulsing, his body jerks and weird ways. 

“Thats what he did” curtis says “Before he died” Michelle, not affected at all, pulls the body to the side a little to give more room to bring everyone into the centre of the room. Then suddenly Sayed stops, and looks at Tash. 

“I can’t feel a pulse” She says suddenly. She clings to his body as his eyes go out, instinctively I find Hayley’s hand and like a bear trap she clung to mine. Tash sobbed and the noises of her pain, her grief, shook through me, they were long high wails, screams begging for him to come back. I looked over and saw, the dead handyman next to a silent TV, the picture was on but in the corner I could see the mute symbol. On it was a channel from somewhere in america, a  big city but I couldn't tell which one. The feed said live and there was a camera looking down at a street that’s in utter chaos. At one end was a police blockade, well a firing squad more like, they were firing into a crowd that was coming towards them, every now and then someone in the crowd went down but not as often as you’d have thought. 

“Is that a movie of summit?” Hayley asks quietly, Tash is sobbing slowly besides the body. I quickly go and change the channel, it has a similar scene, only in a big square with religious looking statues. And on the next channel and the next. After about ten I come to a channel where there are people sitting around and talking but the chaotic scene’s are on a screen in the background. I un-mute it, there a women speaking with a fast and urgent voice, like there being timed. 

“…So far it seems russia appears uninfected due to it’s line of defence but with chases being reported in china it seems that just protecting themselves from Europe isn’t enough”  I don't understand what’s going on, what she’s on about sounds like a virus but the scenes look like war. Another man picks up, he is more reserved, and calm.  

“What not many people are thinking about is the fact that there could still be people in there, we think that we’re saving ourselves but at what cost, the change might be reversible” The third and final man interrupts him. 

“Theses people have died, do you know a way to reverse death?” Theres a silence in the room. And then it all snaps into place in my head, the infected, the dead, the handyman, the bite mark. I look at Hayley and I can see she’s come to the same conclusion I have. 

“Tash get away from him” She shouts quickly. But it to late, I dash round the sofa to see the scene unfold. Both Tash and Michelle are leading over him, his eyes staring back into there’s. Then he lurches for them quickly taking a chunk out of Michelle’s neck, and then bites Tash’s hand thats on his side. The look in his eyes is the same as the handyman’s. Curtis runs quickly stomps on Sayed head, bashing in his skull and then his brain, he stomps again and again. Hayley skirts round the room towards where Michelle has keeled over. 

“NO!!” I shout at her. “DONT GO NEAR HER” she stops as so does everything. Sayed lays still again on the floor, a small pool of blood now surrounding him. Curtis ignores me and clutches his Girlfriend’s neck, she can’t even scream, or yell in pain. Tash has somehow got to the other side of the room, she’s looking at her bite mark in fear. 

“Do you understand” Hayley asks her, and she nods. 

“Im so sorry, so so sorry” I tell her. She smiles. 

“It’s OK, we’ll be together again” She says, almost with euphoria, like she’s won this. She’s look at Sayed body, or what she can see of it where she’s standing. I nod and look to Curtis, he’s holding Michelle close to his chest and I can see he hasn’t been paying attention to a word we’ve said. How long does it take for them to come back, only a few minuets at most. 

“Curtis get away from…” Hayley’s cut of by the yell that comes from him. She’s gone straight for the neck like before, it was so swift so fast. She looked at him for just a spilt second, with hunger and longing but then she lurched for him. But unlike before she doesn’t let up, we don't have to run although Hayley dashes for me and stops me going over to him. She rips parts of his neck out and he tries to fight her of trying crawling along the floor to get away from her, but she rip's into other parts of his body, his chest his legs his back. Tash suddenly runs for the door, she looks like she’s going to be sick. But she turns and yells at us. 

“Im going to get as far away as possible to I'm not near you when I…” She looks at Michelle, who’s now looking up at us, curtis is scratching at the floor with his free hand. Me and Hayley slowly back away, but she doesn't take this caution into consideration. Michelle stands blood dripping from her mouth and neck and frantically she runs at us. Hayley pulls me through the door we’ve back out way to. And quickly shuts and locks it, I pull the desk over which still has Tash’s work on, I ram it against the door and then sit under it to put more weight on, Hayley joins me, and we breath. 

Hours later, when there are two more out there, when Tash died and came back and Curtis gave up and came back we’re still here. Sitting under the desk, the adrenaline and rush has worn of and everything, the sea water, the horrors, the dead. It’s all taken it’s toll. Dawn’s breaking when I finally come to my sense and decide there’s a way out, an obvious one, it’ll save her, me however, that might go either way. 

“Get up” I say softly to Hayley. She does, and we stand, the doors gonna hold for a while, by the looks of it so I don't think we have to worry about it. “Right Im going out the window” she nods “What I want you to do is stay her and keep tapping the door, it’ll keep them here. If you think it’s gonna go just climb out to, thank god we didn't decide to take the two story place on that other island” I say as an after thought “Im going to go round and shut the door, they’ll be locked in then and there’s no other way out for them and I don't think there clever enough to open doors of windows but I’ll lock them to be sure. When I come back we can take the boat and get off this island” she looks at me with a face I can’t describe. 

“I don't like this Tom” she finally says, but she knows it’s the only way. “Can’t we both just run for the boat?” I shake my head. 

“If they see us and we can’t start the boat or get away fast enough…” She reaches out for me, put her hand on my necks and presses her lips against mine, she lingers for just a moment then, pulls down and presses her forehead against mine. “I promise I’ll try not to die” I say with a hint of a smile. This reassures her, and as I open the window she starts tapping the door, they go into a spiral of rage. 

“If they break through go straight for the boat, I’ll try and get to you, but if not…” There’s a strength in her now, like when she stopped me helping curtis. I smile at her, well force a smile, and I'm out the window. Dawn is just breaking, and I go around the building. I close all the windows first, quietly locking them from the outside. Then I make my way round the the front, I snap a branch from one of the trees and freeze, bloods pounding in my ears and I hope to god it was quieter than it sounded. After a very long minuet I decide it’s fine and I make my way onto the sand. I edge along the side, and then I come to the doors. There are two sets, for one frame, a glass pair that hangs outwards and a wood one that looks strong but hangs inwards. I nudge my head round a tiny bit and see them. The three undead banging on the door and wall next to it, I can just here Hayley attracting there attention. I see the key in the wooden door, it’s on the outside so there is no need for me to have to go to far in. A stroke of luck. I phyc myself up, but then think the door could give and Hayley could die, so without thinking, in one swift movement I shut the first door, the banging stops they turn, I shut the other, they run, I fumble the key, they hit just as the looks clicks to tell me it’s shut. 

I Breath and then lock the glass doors for good measure. Something taps me on the shoulder and I turn and trip over, it’s Hayley. 

“Sorry I new you were done when they stopped so I” She help at a hand and I got up and embrace her. “Just the rest of the world now eh” I laugh. 

“Just the rest of the world” We grab each others hands and walk now towards the boat. Who would ever have thought we would be so happy to escape paradise. 

No Better Feeling

It only seems to come around once in a while but I'm in a state of what seems to be perfect happiness and I think i've found out the formula for it. Cause today if anyone saw me they would have seen I was a right misery, using one word sentences and what not and it's not cause of one thing but tons of little thing. Had some attention seeker making me feel like shit, felt like I wasn't smart enough for school and that I was gonna fail everything, it was tipping it down with rain and I had a paper round to do and all theses things just piled up and I felt like crap. But if it had just been one of those, I doubt I would have been anything like I was today. 

So how did I get out this stupid mood? Well I didn't really do anything, life just sorted itself out and tons of little things made me feel better. I got all my homework done before eight o'clock, my favourite song got voted to become song of the year by iTunes and me and my mums combine forces stopped certain people getting on my profile. Plus one of my favourite sitcoms is on tonight and tomorrows friday which is only the best day of the school week. So in short it's not one things that changes your mood, it's loads of things, loads of little things. When I worked this out all I wanted to do was blog it.  

Sorry to anyone who wants the next zombie diaries by the way, haven't even started it yet so you've got a bit of wait. And to those who keep mentioning it, yes I know I have terrible grammar but I'm woking on it. And hope this isn't a problem for those who say I talk about myself to much. 

The Zombie Diaries - Part 3 - Beaches and Bite Marks

We sit under the desk that’s barricading the locked door, my arms clutching Hayley, she’s rocking backwards and forwards slowly but she’s gradually getting faster and faster. Tears have stained her make up and there’s a dark line along her face, running down her round checks and then stopping at her chin where the tear had dropped of. Her blue eyes are blood shot from the sting of sea water and blood has stained her wavy blond hair, it’s still trickling down the back of her neck. We hear a scrapping at the door and then a long grunt. Hayley buries her face in my chest and I rest my chin on top of her head. Not long ago we we’re all so happy, everything was right with the world, as apposed to now, now it’s the exact opposite. Something tries to push the door as she sobs but the lock on the door holds. When I listen and when what’s out there is quiet and there dead silence I can hear the waves still crashing into the beach. The smell of the sea is now mixed with the smell of blood but I can still remember the sand between my toes and the sunlight caressing my skin, the sound of laughter fills my ears like the world isn't upside down anymore. 

Two Days Earlier 

The waking moment can go one way or the other, theres no grey area in my mind, you either feel really good or really bad. Really bad is when you wake up to the sound of an alarm and feel like the day ahead will kill you, really good is the sound of crashing waves in the distance, you’re curled up in fresh white sheets that feel cool next to the heat of the rest of the room. In the distance someone is cooking and I realize it the enticing smell of bacon thats woken me, I imagine it sizzling away and I wonder who’s cooking. I stretch out my legs and they brush against someone else’s, I’d almost forgot about Hayley was here with me and I roll over to see her sleeping softly. I stop for a moment and listen the her breathing, my face next to her I can just feel her breath on my face. I watch a beam of light cross her until it hits her eyes and she blinks awake, she scowls at me for watching her sleep then sinks back down. Her hairs a mess and she’d say she was looking her worst right now but to me she’s the most attractive person on the planet. 

“Hey lover birds” a teasing voice says. And I roll over and sit up so fast the rush of blood makes me slump back down.

It’s Curtis, my oldest friend, who carries a tray and I know without looking there’s bacon on it, I know he must want something if he’s cooking for other people and I look at him with suspicious eyes. The moment he puts the tray down however Hayley pounces on it, takes a gulp of coffee followed quickly by orange as it burt her mouth, she's shoveling egg by the time i’ve even started. 

“So what have you done, or what do you want?” I asked and he perches on the end of our bed and gives us his best, sweet as sugar look, but that look hasn't worked since school on anyone, and not since we were a single digit age for me. 

“I overloaded the power in the lounge or summit, well nothing in there is working anyway” Hayley gives a stifled laugh through her food and then swallows. 

“So what do you want us to do about it?” she says as I start my toast. “We made a pact not to leave this island in a month” he nodded, he must be feeling properly guilty. 

“We can still phone over and get help or is that breaking the rules?” he says slightly relived, why we we’re the ones he came to first is beyond me, are we the most authoritative or something? 

“It’s fine by me but run it past the rest of us, we’ve been what, six days now without TV I'm sure they’ll start going mad if we hit a week” he hinted at a smile and left the room.

On this island were six of us, or three couples, me and Hayley, curtis and Michelle and Sayed and Tash, short for Natasha obviously. The girls barley know each other and I can’t quiet tell who likes who between them but us guys have all known each other for years. The only reason we actually got out here to this paradise was because Curtis won £100,000 in a lottery and as well as paying his university fees he payed for all of us to come over here. We’d all protested at first but eventually through some form of blackmail of persuasion he got us over here. Him and his Girlfriend were only just together a few months when he won and I have a feeling she’s clinging to him now, she’s taller than him stereotypically beautiful with blond hair and everything that goes in hand with that. To me she holds nothing on Hayley of course, curtis has a thing about getting with the wrong girls in my mind, but he’s been with worse. 

Sayed and Tash however are engaged, which came as no surprise to us as they’re both muslim and Sayed is very strict, lets just say they sleep in separate beds and leave it at that. Tash isn’t however, she doesn't wear a headscarf and curtis swore he saw her eating bacon once. She is however an amazing person and I couldn't be happier for Sayed, she challenges him on brains having met him on the same dentistry course and made us all actually want to be her best friend after meeting her, we were so weirded to how Sayed got a girl this good. Me and Hayley got the impression though that Michelle and Tash don’t get on to well, and the four of us often left curtis and her to there own devices. 

As me and Hayley finish our coffee we eye the bathroom door over our mugs. She took a final gulp and rushes in just as I leap up. The smell of sea salt is hard to get out now but the girls still try every morning. 

I sauterne into the lounge and find the guys in the same, everyday, situation. We all smirke and debate who was the worse for taking the longest. This being a luxury place we all have our own shower, well one per couple. Curtis had phoned someone and he is coming over, apparently he’d said summit about a fuse, but I knew nothing about that stuff, would be good if school prepared you for stuff like this.Curtis wins and Hayley comes out first, followed closely by Tash, none of us are surprised that Michelle is last. After we’re all showered, fed by curtis and clothed we take to the beach. 

It still startles me everyday, not the actual place cause i’ve seen places like this in picture and stuff but the idea that i’m here standing in front of it. Ocean spread out in front of us nothing on the horizon apart from a tiny island. Thats are link to the rest of humanity, we’d been brought from there and then from there you go to the mainland. For some reason I felt like a pirate when I used words like that. The island we’re on is about five kilometers in circumference we’d walked it once and camped on the other side another time, there are so many more stars out here, you wonder why people don't appreciate the small things like that and block them out in big cites. Every morning I just take a step onto the sand then back again, looking at my impression, I never thought i’d make an impression on a place like this. The sand here is perfect, just the right shade of white, but not white the lightest shade of yellow. The ocean is the perfect shade of blue, I mean real blue, I don’t think i’d ever saw an ocean that is actually blue before, it was grey or a darker shade of blue. The small bit of jungle on either side of me provides a backdrop to it all this, this little slice of perfection. 

As we walk out onto the beach however our perfection is interrupted by the sound of humanity, there’s a boat on it’s way over to us, curtis’s look of guilt is back on and we all shot him a, you deal with it, look. 

“Tom you know what I'm like explaining things...” his tone makes me feel sorry for his guilt. 

“Don't let him win Tom” Tash says quickly, there’s a running thing with all of us that I give in to easy to Curtis, which is probably true. 

“Yeah don't let him guilt trip you” Sayed added. I looked into curtis’s puppy dog eyes and sigh. 

“I’ll just talk to him on the beach” I said but they all have there own personal noise of disapproval, apart from curtis of course who has a sudden look of relief. We walk up to about where the boat looks like it might land and I greeted the handyman and something about him makes me recoil at once. He has olive skin and I think he might have been the one that brought us over here but none of that bothers me, what bothers me is the fact that he looks like he had a fever and on his upper arm is a bite mark. A human bite mark, the drops of blood glistening in the bright sunlight. 

TO BE CONTINUED...