A zombie apocalypse has struck, you're all unsure about what may be occurring, as far as you know, it seems like a terrorist attack, at first, but quickly escalates to something much more! My name is Sam. I am a tall blonde, with big black square glasses, a turquoise running jacket with thumb holes, blue fit jeans, and silvery-blue running shoes. My world has gone upside down and backwards. Everything I know, everything I have been taught is gone. There's nothing you can do now, but survive. (I wrote this in eighth and a bit of ninth grade. At least I had tried.)

After an apparent fatal drowning, Lincoln Parker wakes up alive, fully intact and drenched in the seawater of San Diego Beach. Confused, disorientated and alone, he staggers into the nearest bar only to discover ten years has passed since his disappearance in 1935. Yet, as he stumbles towards a mirror, he learns that his body has not aged one day since his ‘drowning’. Shocked, appalled and with no money or contacts, he is left lingering in the shadows performing odd jobs here and there in order to gather some stability; one of which being a seat filler.

This short poem suffers a loss of loved ones.

A collection of the scariest, creepiest and freakiest campfire ghost stories there are! For anyone who likes a thrill. WARNING: Do not read these in bed at night!