Day 1

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The room is cold. Dark. I can hardly see what's in front of me. This monstrosity of an apocalypse has forced me to take shelter somewhere. . .and I decided to come here. At my school with my best friends, Dakota and Alex. It seemed like it would be the perfect structure. It was big, and there were many supplies (not including the ones we stole and brought here). You could hardly see outside, even the emergency lights around the city would scarcely show due to the fog. No one knows how long this will continue, or how long we will be able to pull through. I know for a fact that Alex and I are born survivors. But as for Dakota. . .well. . . I don't know how long she'll be able to endure these circumstances. She's a very small girl, like myself. As of right now, shes wandering around the room with a hopeful look on her face trying to find better signal for her cellphone. Hm. That's Dakota for you. In my opinion, Dakota is one of the most gorgeous girls I have ever met. She has straight blonde hair with the tips dyed purple, and fascinating blue eyes. Even without makeup she's stunning. She's currently in an outfit that reflects right off of her personality. A black T-shirt with a kitty on it, some gray skinny jeans that are somewhat ripped at the seam on the right leg, a pair of white DC shoes which have been worn down a bit, and a light gray zip up hoodie. She's the more close-minded one of the three of us. As for me, I feel the need to always rant. It relieves stress. . . yaknow? I, on the other hand, My hair has an ungodly amount of layers. I also have vivid brown eyes, which would have to be my favorite part about myself. Most of my outfits consist of dark jeans, and multiple types of shirts and shoes. So on the other hand, I'm more of an opposite of Dakota, looks-wise.
Alright so back on topic. The thing is, this entire apocalypse was completely arbitrary. It just sort of. . . happened. Each one of us heard something on the news a few days ago. The newscaster exclaimed that there were. . .beings. Genetically engineered beings. And they were taking over. This kind of situation isn't as easy as the video games we all played back at home. But all we can do now is wait it out, and hopefully none of us will have to get violent with these things that they're calling "zombies."

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