Mayday
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Last published Sun, May 19, 2019
I don't get how people can claim to want to be good but lie, It was how the world ended It sucks but I am living through the apocalypse day by day slowly. My name you ask? My name is Piper Tally, but you can call me Tip. I am one of the few last living humans alive.
The world began to end when an injection that had claimed to cure all cancer was released. However, the scientists found out a little too late that the shot also had a bad consequence to it.
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