Welcome To The Apocalypse
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Last published Tue, Aug 30, 2016
We often take things for granted, our family and friends, the stuff we have, what we eat and how much time we actually have left. But when all that stuff is taken away, and your life is at risk, you learn to take pleasure in all the stuff you get. There's only a small group of us left, fighting to survive in our world of the infected, My friends and I are some of the few people left alive on earth.
You think back to the times when your biggest problem was who you were crushing on, and how now your biggest problem is the monsters that follow you everywhere you go
But now that's life, kill or be killed, fight to survive and protect those that are left, that's all we know now...
Hi, my names Ali, I'm 16 years old
And welcome to the apocalypse
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