not afraid
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Last published Mon, Jan 28, 2019
Nothing, I feel absolutely nothing.
The world is no longer sunshine and rainbows, not that it ever was for me anyway.
Before the dead started to rise well I wouldn't say they rose from the dead because they didn't. Normal people turned into those drowling freaks that attacked anything that moved or made sound.
I have no family I am all alone on this long ass road to no where. My name is Everylyn but most call me lyn. An this is my journey of survival against the dead and the living.
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