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People were staring at me as if I was some sort of monster, and I was. A flesh eating beast was a monster, wasn't it? That's what I am, a beast. That would never change. I was in a rusty cage at the moment, groaning as the truck shook violently. I hated how people couldn't tear their eyes away from me. Was I that gruesome? (zombie universe)
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Living as the undead sucks! You are always slow, mumble when you talk, and you are only understood by the other zombies. If only that blasted zombie hadn't bitten me! I could be escaping with some hot guy away from this disaster of a life, but no, here I am, a zombie, and it sucks! Highest Rank - #232 Zombie

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