2 days since I left the group
Me: *sits down in hunter's cabin*
Me: im so sick of this...
Ace: who r u? *points gun at me*
Me: what does it matter?
Ace: everything matters now
Me: I think it's the opposite
Ace: well whateva *pulls gun down*
Me: so what r u doing here?
Ace: scavenging
Me: 4 wat?
Ace: food! Im starving
Me: *pulls can of fruit out of bag* here have it *gives food*
Ace: wow ur really nice
Me: whateva
Ace: how old are you?
Me: 14
Ace: same
Me: it sucks being young and having to deal wit dis
Ace: *eating fruit* yeah
Me: you have a group?
Ace: nah they're dead
Me: mine could be 2
Ace: you left them?
Me: yeah I couldn't watch my friends die so I left
Ace: DAYUM
Me: ikr
Ace: soooooo
Me: wanna find my group?
Ace: that sounds nice
Me: lol
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My apocalypse
HumorThe zombie apocalypse has always been awesome in my opinion but when it actually happens I am forced to survive in it. WARNING: I WAS ABSOLUTELY BORED WHEN I CAME UP WITH THE IDEA 4 THIS BOOK
