You see... Nothing, see Y/N, this is what makes you a idiot! you roll your eyes and open the door. You look out and see nothing. 'ehhh.. What the fuck...?' You think. You sigh and close the door. "Damn prankknocks and shit.." You walk back towards your bedroom, you walk by your fancy window and stop,
Damn, even by looking out this fancy window you remember all those memories of you and your old friends- all your friends moved away, you take a step close to your window and look out. Sighing with somewhat happiness, damn you're a cheesy bitch.. You rub your eyes and blink, soon your eyes are met with a hand- it's on the other side of the glass- which is outside. You jump back a little when you realize there's a hand.. On your window... Sliding down.. Your window, you examine the hand(even though it's outside), before you can take a step closer the hand disappears. May you be seeing things? You are that delusional... You shake your head and sigh "I really..Really.. Need some sleep..." You say to yourself, and walk back to your room.
BANG BANG
You hear at your door, once again. You grip your hair and speed walk to the door, frustrated by everything you open the door violently to be met with a mask
Wait... A MASK?! WHAT KIND OF SICK JOKE IS THIS????
You take a step back "Whoa, dude who the fuck are you?!" You expect an answer, But this maskety masked dude never answers. He just walks in, and simply says "Sup."
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I hope this was long, ZAMBIES WILL BE HUR SUUN, SORREH FOR ANY TYPOS. ME ON IPOD BECAUSE MY BROTHER BROKE MY LAPTOP, uh.. Please dunz be a silent reader and comment and vote! it'll mean da world to me.. *-*
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Dead Love .:Cryaotic X Reader:. (Zombie Apocalypse Style)~SLOW UPDATES~
FanfictionYou- an outgoing but quite shy twenty-five year old whose an nerd for the internet. You honestly just sit on your laptop all day and message people on websites, but would this all change by a masked man and an outbreak? How did this outbreak happen...
