Joy ~ The Walking Dead

Joy ~ The Walking Dead

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The Walking Dead
Crying was stupid. Who made de decision to let liquid ooze out of your eyes when you grieve? Joy Jenner hated it. But yet, all she could do was cry. The world had gone to shit a while ago. The dead were walking around, ripping people apart and eating their flesh. Her mother and father worked for the CDC, the Centre of Disease Control. When all hell broke loose, her mother decided it would be for the best to take their daughter with them, much to her father's dismay. The rules were simple: stay in your room, don't bother the doctors and behave. And so she did. But then it happened. Her mother, Candace Jenner, got bitten by one of those things. She volunteered as test-subject. It was simple, really. Candace got bit, she got a fever, she died, she came back. And then she died again. By a bullet through the brain. A bullet Joy had fired.
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***Currently editing*** How many hours are in a day when you don't spend half of them watching television? When is the last time any of us really worked to get something we wanted? How long has it been since any of us really needed something that we wanted? The world we knew is gone. The world of commerce and frivolous necessity has been replaced by a world of survival and responsibility. An epidemic of apocalyptic proportions has swept the globe causing the dead to rise and feed on the living, in a matter of month's society has crumbled. No government, No grocery stores, No mail delivery, No cable TV. In a world ruled by the dead, we are forced to finally start living.

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