Apocalyptic

Apocalyptic

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Jul 5, 2016
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Action and Thriller
How long has it been?5?10 days since my lonesome? I don't keep track anymore. Time and date mean nothing to me. Though I'm wandering the streets, I feel like I've been put into solitary confinement. The silence is dreadful, excluding the moans of the roaming undead. My name is Aryia Dellal, I'm 18 years old and I'm fighting against the apocalypse. Editing in progress & possibly slow updates
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The Horde

The zombie apocalypse started in April. Hannah couldn't fathom how she was able to remember something so irrelevant, although when she has over a year of isolation from any other living human being it's startling as to how much detail and information one person can manage to reminisce. She was 15 years old when it began. Now, she was turning 17 and nothing had gotten better. If anything, everything had become harder. Human extinction was inevitable and the probability of surviving wasn't just slightly possible, it was impossible. Especially when she's alone. Disclaimer- Any similarities to other stories or films is purely accidental and not done intentionally. Obviously, I adopted the idea of zombies and do not claim to have created them.

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