I Smell Human Boys

I Smell Human Boys

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Run. Hide. Survive. Is all that we can do these days. At least for us boys. There are creatures from this weird place called Carthonia that have come to Earth to destroy, well, boys. Don’t ask me why the hell those alien things chose our gender out of the two. We call those creatures the Sniffers. Silly name? Not really, because how they hunt is they use their nose like things to find us. I guess the boy body gives off this special odor to them or something. And I guess, the Sniffers also want to destroy men and old grandpa geezers too because most of them are already wiped off the face of the earth. My Dad and Grandpa are already gone. Yea, it’s tough, but now in this time, you just have to learn to deal with it.
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There's not a lot that can freak me out in this world. Only large animals with sharp claws, too many people touching me, bullies, hives, horror movies, sitting underneath fans or lights or anything that dangles from a ceiling, glass or wooden bridges, my mother, mosquitoes, public situations, taking a shower with nobody in the house, taking a shower with too many people in the house and crocks. Oh, and zombies. Zombies is definitely on that list. It's almost a shame too, that I have to race through a city packed full of them to find my missing family. Packed full of zombies, by the way, not crocks. (Although I don't know which situation is worse.) Now I have to not only keep my feeble body alive, but also protect (or be protected by) my two best friends in the entire world as we all try to survive in a city packed with the Dead.

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