The dead and gone (a zombie apocalypse survival story)

The dead and gone (a zombie apocalypse survival story)

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It's been one year since the world went to shit, one long hard year since the outbreak that rose the dead. We've lost a lot of people, and going to lose more but we're still going strong and I'm not giving up in till I'm dead and gone~ Ember Sevary's life sucked. Her father was an abusive alcoholic, her grandmother was neglected in a nursing home, she had no friends and was bullied, and her mom died in a car accident when she 10. So when a strange virus that turns dead corpses into living monsters breaks out she takes the opportunity to get away from her life. What everyone else see as an apocalypse she sees as a second chance. So burns down her past picks up a weapon and becomes one of the last survivors standing, and the leader of the closest thing the world may ever see to a new civilization. I guess this is kinda a spin off of the walking dead showing you how the zombie apocalypse has effected other people in other parts of the county. It's not fan fiction because all the story line and characters are my own.
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"I don't think you know who you're fucking with." He said simply not dropping the gun as the veins stuck out from below the skin of his bare arm. "I've killed people before." He laughed under his breath "I've killed lots of people before, what makes you think that I wouldn't kill you right now." "I think that if you actually wanted me dead, you would have killed me a long time ago." I replied without thinking. "You don't scare me." I lied "I know guys like you, they pretend to be all tough but deep down they're actually soft and mushy, like a little marshmallow" my words came out like vomit. What am I saying, he has a gun he could kill me, I really shouldn't be testing him but I couldn't help myself, I always knew my smart ass mouth would get me killed one day. God, today is that day. "I know girls like you." He started as he completely brushed off my insult "They get drunk at parties, and listen to the lies some fuck boy tells just to get pussy, you girls then believe those lies and jump on top of his dick like it the only one in the world, said fuck boy then pulls up his zipper and goes out to find Amanda the girl he's in love with, leaving you to wonder the streets drunk and used until you find yourself in a doughnut shop alone, incapable of standing on your own two feet." He half smiled "So what did he tell you? Lemme guess, he loved you, Right? That's the famous one." He shrugged, still holding the gun. My heart filled with hurt as I stood before him, I felt a lump in my throat as tears began to glisten up my bright hazel eyes but I quickly pushed it down. I was hurt by his words not because it was entirely true but because parts of it were. ****** •Language.

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