The Afterlife
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Last published Sun, Jul 14, 2024
Today is my birthday. And I never thought I would say this but.... Today is the worst day of my f/king life. Everyone is dead. I'm trapped in my school, and Daryl is not picking up his phone. I need help. I Can hear them... I need to stay away. I need to find my friends and boyfriend and get the hell out of here. God I hate Zombies....
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