His daughter

His daughter

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Your in a zombie apocalypse, and you see strange things happening and your trying to find your family along the way you run into your two best friends from high school and your father. What could possibly go wrong? You were also in he military before the zombie apocalypse started. -------------------------- Warning I do not own the walking the right go to their owners and I love the walking dead sadly its almost over I think but I would be doing this in books or sequels if you would like me to let me know. Bu-Bye!
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