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Get Shit Done

Get Shit Done

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.-Have you ever wondered where the images and ideas of the reanimation of dead people came from? Rising from the grave, rotting, pasty, green skin, an uncanny taste for human flesh and brains that can all be ended with a blow to the head. As far as how exactly the people came to zombies varies, but the characteristics described earlier usually stay pretty constant. History shows that this idea dates back to the 8th century. The word 'zombie' is said to have come from nzambi, which in Kongo means 'spirit of a dead person', or zonbi, used in the Louisiana Creole or the Haitian Creole that represents a person who died and was then brought to life without speech or free will.
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One night things were fine, the next, everyone Kelly's ever cared about is gone. To make matters worse Kelly has an amazing gift and that's the reason why everyone left wants Kelly for themselves. But there is one place where Kelly will be safe, only she doesn't know where it is. But she does know one thing, she has to get there, and fast. I let my eyes close. Once they are, they wont open again. I keep getting hotter and hotter. Everyone is screaming and yelling for help. And I know. Everything will not be alright. I know, that this was the last time I would ever see my friends again. They would all perish in the flames. And I would be left here, under rubble and never, ever see them again. I will be the only one left. I will be the only one roaming the planet. No people, not even animals to talk to. For the first time in my life, I will be completely alone. I small voice flashes inside my head, "No ones alone." and with that. The world leaves and I fall into a deep, death like, sleep. #No1 on the search results for The Last Ones standing

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