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Zombie boy
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Complete, First published Jan 19, 2016
I've been talking to this boy he's real funny and smart.
But he said he was zombie. That's crazy right!?!
Zombies aren't real. If zombies were real I would be dead.
oh buy the way my name's Mavis. And my story goes like this.
I just finished my homework and now I'm on Facebook.
I see this email that said

"hi..."
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