Making this into a zombie thing ig

Making this into a zombie thing ig

  • WpView
    Reads 78
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 1
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, May 19, 2024
The tick of time; time's tick. The tick of the clock shuns those who are awaiting their demise, while awarding those who are young and impatient. I want to be younger, I want to be older. There's no balance; it was taken from my sore hands when the apocalypse started. My loved ones chatter nonsense, their decaying brains grasping onto words of routine. "I you for... Alice..." "Father! Birthday you a I!" "I a to work." I doubt they even know the definition of these words... I hope they, one day, find peace through the hellfire.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Killing Corpses (zombie novel)
  • Hope || Glenn Rhee x Reader
  • DYSTOPIA [hs] |Complete|
  • Safe [Daryl Dixon X Reader]
  • Broken Silence
  • Don't Look Back - A Carl Grimes FanFiction
  • Finding Abigail (Daryl Dixon)
  • Daryl's daughter

"Come with me if you want to live." The guy said firmly, lowering his gun, extending a hand to help me up. I heard the rasping and groaning come closer and closer with every breath I took. But I couldn't find it in myself to follow him. He had tried to shoot me five seconds ago, and now he wanted to save me. I wasn't buying it. Although my heart was racing, shoulder throbbing, I shook my head. "Bite me!" I spat at him. He looked anxiously back over his shoulder to the growing hoard. "Looks like that can be arranged."---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Copsyn Roberts hasn't had the easiest life. Her mother and father are dead, and she blames herself. Shes stressed, depressed, and terrified. All she wants is to curl up into a ball and die where she lays. But when an epidemic of unimaginable proportions crashes into California, all she feels is the will, and the need, to survive. The zombie apocalypse has begun, and there's nothing more in the world than to Kill, Endure, and Survive. But can she make it? She wanted to kill herself. But now, all she hopes for is to live.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines