Z Days

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My name is Jason. I don’t have a last name, because we don’t bother with last names anymore. I am 15 and I am one of the few survivors that are left on earth. About twenty kids and I have taken refuge in a jail, in order to protect us from the zombies. Yea, I said zombies. It sounds unbelievable right? Well believe it, because it’s real, and it’s happening. I guess it’ll be easier to explain if I start from the beginning.

It started in January, when patient zero was infected. No one really knows how this infection started; all we know is that once it started, it got around fast. One bite was all it took from one of them. Then after a few hours, you turned into one of those flesh eating freaks. It was hard for me when the infection started. Being only 15 and seeing your own family eaten those things is not a good memory. But I had to move on, or get turned like them. So here I am now, eight months after the beginning and living in a zombie wonderland. Killing those things for a living and just staying alive. Welcome to the Z- days, hope you enjoy.

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