It was as if no time had passed since the beginning of the end. The decayed ruled the earth, their souls roaming aimlessly through the desolate ruins of a place we once called our home. They're doomed to a life of eternal hunger, unsatisfied by the flesh of the people they consume. I face many obstacles between the here and Prince Edward Island. I'm dying, breast cancer the doctors said before the world went to shit, not to mention the three bullets left in this gun and the 5,740 kilometers between Vancouver to my parents and the rumored safe zone in PEI. It's a perilous journey, and I'm dead either way... I just hope I live long enough to see the sun rise over the horizon of the Gulf of St Lawrence one more time. *This story contains scenes that may cause triggers for certain people, reader discretion is advised* ****************************** This story is written in a diary format, but as if it was an autobiography meant to be read. I am exploring a different kind of writing style and this is currently a rough project. I hope to post new entries every day or two, so follow along if you're enjoying and don't be shy to give some constructive criticism. ******************************

Ever get caught in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, but ended up dieing? Well, this guide will most likely not help you survive that unfortunate moment when you will probably die. This humorous guide will have you laughing with each tip and update!

A mysterious virus sweeps the nation, leaving its victims in a state of decay. During the midst of this catastrophic apocalypse, a group of misfit survivors band together and create a functioning community within a small suburban neighborhood in Texas. Donate to help with the purchase of a cheap laptop so I'm able to continue typing this book. It is completely done, however it'd hand written as I do not have a computer donate here: http://GoFundMe.com/DecayingState anyone who donates will be given a free signed copy in pdf and iBook format for free