A journey to your death

A journey to your death

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It happened so fast, in one moment we are sitting in a cop car who was giving us a ride home and next thing we know we wake up on the bottom of a bridge with a huge piece of glass on my shoulder and a huge scar on my face and a dead cop on the ground with parts of him missing. As soon as me and my friends jake and Alex got out the car we couldn't help to cry. Seeing building where on fire people are scream and some are dead in the ground and some eating each other. What kind of nightmare have we woken up to and how can three 13 year old kids survive in a zombie a Apocalypse and where are my family and my crush Katie and how do we stop this if we can .ps . The zombies apocalypse is nothing like in the movies p.s.s don't cry if some people die .
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