𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃.
In these poisoned waters and demolished wastelands, the infectious mutations of the deceased roam the streets, sinking their decaying dentures into any fresh meat that still walked.
However, they aren't the biggest enemies know...
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—𝐍𝐎𝐖, I just want to take the time really deep the amount of blood, sweat and tears I dedicated to this book. I can't even describe how many times I was irate when it wasn't making sense, or when I'd lost motivation, and I wouldn't even be able to recount the amount of times I wanted to just stop writing.
𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐃 three draft stories with almost sixty chapters each of storyline for this plot is currently sitting on my account right now. It makes me laugh, now that I look over them. I'm proud that I actually pushed through, considering that I have actually been writing this story again and again for the best of about three years. Yes, three years. So I'm just glad I'm done!
𝐈 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 to take the time to thank all those that stayed and read till the end, I know my updates with this story were horrendous, so I wouldn't be surprised if a lot of people gave up reading—because Lord knows I would've done the same. But, after watching nine seasons of "The Walking Dead" series and bawling my eyes out the first and second "The Last Of Us" video game, I finally completed my inspired version.
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—𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄, I also wanted to mention the fact that there is a lot of Londoner slang sprinkled throughout the story. I wanted it to be authentic, making it feel like how friends in London would actually talk—and yes, some people say silly things like "calm your tits". There's a lot more, but to people outside the city, it can sound like a load of waffle, but once y'all get the hang of it, you could probably blend in pretty well here.
𝐅𝐎𝐑 anyone interested, my name is Lynette, I'm seventeen (and painfully waiting to just be eighteen on the 31st of August), nice to meet you! I'm going to university this coming September (2021), so I'm hoping I can keep my updates for my newcoming stories frequent; considering I did a lousy job for this poor story.
𝐀𝐍𝐘 commentary and feedback is greatly appreciated, either now or throughout the story. I love reading the stuff y'all say, I be laughing at that shit in the middle of the night.
𝐈𝐅 you're still wanting continue reading this, I'm now going to shamelessly plug my socials. I would also greatly appreciate if you'd follow my interior design page on Instagram. Aside from writing, it's my passion. You can also follow my personal account, and message me anytime if you wanna be friends!
