STDs, The Apocalypse, And Other Minor Setbacks

My story starts the summer after my senior year. One day I was celebrating my two year anniversary with my boyfriend, the next I was waking up to a 175 pound zombie trying to kill me in bed. It's funny how things change so fast. Now a days I spend my time stocking up for the impending zombie apocalypse and attending my weekly IA meetings. Infected anonymous for those of you who don't know. It's been a long road but at least I can finally admit it: I Samantha Reed am living with the zombie virus.