Dear Diary - Zombie Apocalypse

Dear Diary - Zombie Apocalypse

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Paranormal
Kennith Vyan grew up in a small town in North Carolina. He strived to become a famous author but after book, after book flopped he gave up. He studied to become a scientist and he got his life back together piece by piece. But this isn't a story talking about that. In the year 20XX, a virus is released into the air and turns the people who catch it into the non-dead - officially classified by the government as the maledizione. And the worst part is? It's spreadable by infected wounds. Kennith finds himself writing a diary ever single day of the apocalypse to keep track of the mess that is his life. But will he survive? Or will he become one of them?
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When the world goes to shit, what do you think of your chances of survival? The students of Weststone High are about to figure out just that as they get thrust into a world where what was once their peers are now hellbent on tasting their flesh. Follow along while this ragtag team of mis-matched students learn just where they stand in the new food chain with just one single goal: survive. - The world is changed. I think I've changed along with it but I'm not sure. Who I was before this is just a hazy fog in my mind now. I wish I had kept a journal. Before. Something to remind me what life was like before every day became a fight. Maybe then I'd remember why I'm trying so hard to survive. I don't think I can hold on much longer like this, though. I can feel my will fading away. Bending. Folding. I don't want to go out alone in this cold desolation. Will you stay with me? At least, until I'm dead? -

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