Apocalipsis | Oscar Díaz

Apocalipsis | Oscar Díaz

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"I thought trying to survive in the hood was hard, but this takes the fucking cake." What happens when a rough life gets a little rougher? A group from a rough inner city of Los Angeles lived their entire lives trying to survive the rough neighborhoods they were stuck in- thinking that nothing could get worse than the impoverished and dangerous life they had. They went from experiencing gang wars, and being stuck in crossfires to a Zombie apocalypse over night. How will a group of high-school students and their working class parents survive the apocalypse with gang members from their hood and no knowledge of what lies ahead.
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When the world goes to shit, what do you think of your chances of survival? The students of Weststone High are about to figure out just that as they get thrust into a world where what was once their peers are now hellbent on tasting their flesh. Follow along while this ragtag team of mis-matched students learn just where they stand in the new food chain with just one single goal: survive. - The world is changed. I think I've changed along with it but I'm not sure. Who I was before this is just a hazy fog in my mind now. I wish I had kept a journal. Before. Something to remind me what life was like before every day became a fight. Maybe then I'd remember why I'm trying so hard to survive. I don't think I can hold on much longer like this, though. I can feel my will fading away. Bending. Folding. I don't want to go out alone in this cold desolation. Will you stay with me? At least, until I'm dead? -

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