The Living Dead

The Living Dead

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Were it all began, what its like to live in a world were you cant trust in others, to have nightmares every night about what you saw the other day, imagine having to watch your own family turn right in front of your eyes and you have to be the one to put them out could you do it, you feel the beating of your heart in pain of your loved one but in the other way around that family/friend is no longer their mentally their instant reaction is to eat what's in front of them they don't care who you are because in the end, were all going to die hopefully by natural causes but we pray not by being ripped to pieces by a blood thirst monster. This is also a diary type story were its if she was writing down something just for her, there will be mistakes. -DM
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I always thought that the streets were a place that I was going to end up at. I always thought that I would end up dead on the streets because of... my disability. I always thought that I would have no family and no one to care about me as I cared for others. And yet, that all changed when she walked into my life. She brought me a family, and to this day, I could not understand why she chose me and not someone else. Not only did she walk into my life, but she also changed it. She changed it for better or worse, and I could not decide which was possible because she and her family were different. They were something much more than what people could see. And I was different. Not only was I blind, but I was also a Princess. I was a princess of this strange group, and I had been hidden away from birth. At the time, I did not know who I was being hidden from, but when I found out who I was hiding from, I was glad that I had been hidden. Because, if I surely had not been hidden, then I would surely have died. _______________________________________ NOTE: IF YOU READ THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER APP BESIDES WATTPAD THEN IT IS COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. I GAVE NO ONE PERMISSION TO USE MY BOOK AND HAVE NOT POSTED IT ANYWHERE ELSE, SO... YA. REPORT THAT BOOK. Thanks. ~Rissa

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