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Camp Rosenberg
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em jun 23, 2020
Camp Rosenberg is a peaceful summer camp. It's busy, with lots of campers and college-aged counsellors just trying to earn money for their futures.
Dawn Quinn is a struggling girl in college, just barely getting by with drinking her paint water and searching for change in the couch cushions. She's an art student, as well as a hopeless romantic, and everything in between. The zombie apocalypse is the furthest thing from Dawn's mind as she pulls into the bustling parking lot of Camp Rosenberg. 
That seemingly is what Dawn gets during the hot and humid Nebraska summer. What she desperately wants, though, is love. Love is messy, loud, terrifying, and sometimes fatal. Those descriptors also fit the rotting, rancid decedents that rise from their graves to terrorize and feast on the living that continue to inhabit the earth. 
Now, Dawn's biggest pet-peeve used to be children; they stank, ran around aimlessly, got needlessly injured, creeped the hell out of anyone in their path, and kept you up at night with their incessant noises. It turns out that the dead are the same way, except they're way more deadly than a ten-year-old with three teeth missing. 
The transition from living a painful, yet somewhat comfortable college life to constantly running and fighting to see the sun daily is a difficult one. However, Dawn and her close-knit group are adjusting. Of course, there will be a few hiccups along the way, but eventually, everything will clear up, and they'd live like they used to, right?
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Story by admin Toby. 
This is a story I made a couple of years back on a different account.  Recently I read it and realized how... awful it really was, so I'm coming back here in hopes of renewing it into something that I can be proud of. Please be patient, leave some feedback, and enjoy :)!
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