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Take a peek inside Chloe Pierce’s notebook to find out what horrors await inside the CLEAN ROOM.

[ completed ] "I love you, Logan." © 2016 :: warning: the cringe is beyond me xoxo [ #226 on Short Story Category ]

How many hours are in a day when you don't spend half of them watching television? When is the last time any of us really worked for something that we wanted? How long had it been since any of us really needed something that we wanted? The world we knew is gone. The world of commerce and frivolous necessity has been replaced by a world of survival and responsibility. An epidemic of apocalyptic proportions has swept the globe causing the dead to rise and feed on the living. In a matter of months society has crumbled, no government, no grocery stores, no mail delivery, no cable tv. In a world ruled by the dead, we are forced to finally start living. ****DISCLAIMER**** I do not own The Walking Dead, any of the characters or the story line itself. All rights go to AMC and Robert Kirkman. All original characters and plots that are neither in the comic nor television series are my own, and they are all that I claim for. If you have any queries about what I have written here feel free to ask, I'm a reasonable person.

Once New Orleans became infected with the "Dark flu" everything changed. School became a doctors appointment and adults beame freakishly worried parents. Just as everyone was getting used to the daily checks, the flu suddenly became deadly. But not everyone is staying dead. Carmen, a normal 17 year old student become's a leader of a group of scared teenagers defending themselves against the walking dead, while trying to stay alive and find safe ground, Romace sparks, voilence grows and friendship becomes the only upperhand. Will Carmen and all her pack survive? Or will corpses rule in this Zombie Apocalypse?

a group of friends went to see "The poltergeist" and a few mins. later an earthquake occurred and their friend,Vanessa,Died in the existing scene which reveals the gifted Elizabeth Coop to use her ability to contact the dead and order to help a teenage boy and his friends that's been targeted by an unknown dangerous GHOST.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

"Rosie Moore. You will be partnered with....." He waved his hands around above a piece of paper while covering his eyes. JUST TELL ME! "Louis Tominson" I actually started laughing. "You're joking right?" The whole class was silent apart from a few 'oohs' started by Zayn Malik. Another one of the populars. There's basically five boys I can't stand in this school. Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, Liam Payne and the devil himself Louis Tomlinson. Now i'm freaking married to the guy. I've been partnered with my rival Louis Tomlinson in The Marriage and Baby Project...