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Zombies everywhere!

Zombies everywhere!

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 28, 2015
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Janelle was doing her homework, when a loud bang came outside of her apartment, her friends Yiliana and Shimi had some handguns telling her to pack her necessary stuff and take a gun, because all of the sudden, there was a zombie apocalypse, so she packed her things in a duffel bag and grabbed an M92. They made there way out of the apartment and out of the building. When they got out of it, everywhere, the people were bitten by zombies, then a heavily armed Humer came towards them, the passenger door opened and in the driver's seat, was their mother fucking bad ass Snive. -Get in bitches!-Yelled Snive. Before Janelle got in, a zombie, she tried to push it away but it did not get off her, before Yiliana could kill it with her katana, a bullet went through the zombie's head, Janelle looked up and saw Toti on top of the Hummer, seating in his motorcycle holding a Smith and Welson 500. -Get rekt bitches!- Yelled Toti. Janelle quickley got in the Hummer and Snive stepped on the gas and they drove off to their journey of survival...
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