This is Part 2 of a story I came up with a few days ago. Now I'm writing it.
Another 20 minutes past before anything special happened, but what did happen was the start of hell on earth, right at our school. I decided to take a peek out the window, only to see a tall, dark, white faced figure, with long arms curved around resting on the shoulders, facing back at me. At first I thought it was looking at the school, or the classroom, but I realized it was staring at me. It couldn't have been looking in the classroom, the blinds were closed, and it's face was pointed directly at me. I quickly dropped back down, afraid it might bust through the door at any moment. I peeked through the window again, but the creature was gone, no trace of it whatsoever, no footprints, nothing. Moments later, we heard more footsteps coming down the halls, but we also heard something strange with it. Something was hitting the lights hanging from the ceiling, so either whoever was walking down the halls had something in their hands pointing upwards, or the thing I saw outside had somehow entered our hallway, and it's arms were hitting the lights. Seconds later the footsteps stopped, and we heard someone screaming again, but this time, it was outside, right next to our classroom, and just like that, they stopped. Many of us looked outside, including me, and we saw a dead, mutilated body, it's guts and organs spilling out, blood everywhere. Some of us puked, others cried, and the rest of us sat back down, out head in our arms, shocked, or more realistically, afraid of what might happen to us. We soon realized someone in our class had just gone missing, it was the crying girl from before, she couldn't have exited, because the door never opened, but we checked every inch of the classroom, and she was nowhere. I looked outside at the mutilated body again, and realized it was her, the crying girl.
I covered my mouth with my hands, hoping I wouldn't have to puke, but I did anyway.
To be continued in Lockdown: part 3(Its short because I can't focus right now)

Gee, reminds me of the time I used to live up in Washington where our rival school had a huge shooting by a student...honestly that kind of shit makes me feel uneasy all the damn time.

This is amazing, please continue.

Did you read the part 1? If you haven't, this might not make sense

I will, I just need to find time where I can focus solely on writing.

Oh no no, I read the first half.
It was actually pretty well written, I'd use slightly different words of course, but other than a pretty good story so far. Ha.

I'm probably going to make Part 3 soon(probably tomorrow) when I can focus on writing, and when I was writing this, I got chills myself.

Sorry guys, just tried to post part 3, but EgN decided to fucking delete it because I "wasn't signed in" even though I was. fuck. me.