Lilly's tale...zombies are real!
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Last published Wed, Apr 15, 2015
My life was perfect and I was happy until the summer I turned 16. My dad is a doctor so I knew there were a lot of people getting sick but nothing prepared me for the day I found out zombies are real!
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