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Carl grimes x reader
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Ongoing, First published Jan 11, 2018
Hi uh my name is (y/n) and I guess this is the story of how my life ended....and began.
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Okay so first let me start off by saying my name . Hi my name is chance (I'm a girl) . And yes I have a last name and no I'm not gonna give it to u. I don't know who u are . You could be some serial killer , Although I'm probably dead if Ur reading this but just in cause. Now I know what Ur thinking. This story is about zombies love teen life Hope you Enjoy i wrote this in middle school my ass is almost a senior in high school shittt i cringe everytime i think about this but also it was one of my first works and i was really proud of it so it's staying here :)