I Want To Go Home

I Want To Go Home

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There are always those points in your life where you have to sit down and take a look back on everything that you've done in your life. Everything you've failed at, and all the things you've achieved. Reminiscing the old days and staying up till dawn remembering how you got your first job, finally got into high honors, lost your virginity, learned how to drive a car, all those memories. Thinking about the future, and wondering what you want to be when you get older.  Thinking about my future now, all I want to do is survive. 'i don't want to follow death and all his friends.'
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If Winter Harper thought life at her new boarding school was going to be easy, she was dead wrong. Everyone at ZBS-Academy has the same mysterious virus---one that's slowly turning everyone into terrifying flesh eating monsters, also known as zombies. The teachers are lifeless, and the food stinks. Literally. And worst of all, the clique of popular mean girls who rule the school have already decided that she's dead to them. All Winter wants is to go back to her old school, and be with her old friends. But until a cure is found, Winter is stuck at ZBS-Academy forever ... How will she survive? - - - - - - - - - - As if he knew what I was thinking, Jesse leaned over and whispered, "Transformation happens very, very slowly." He said. "It takes centuries to become a full zombie." I guess that was supposed to make me feel better, but it didn't. "Centuries?" I gasped. "You're immortal now," he told me. "Didn't anyone tell you that?" I thought back to the things that I knew about zombies. I didn't recall Danny saying that I'd live forever. It wasn't on the websites I looked at either. Would I be fifteen years old from now on? With no real friends at my new school? That didn't sound so good ..

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