The Day We Became Human

The Day We Became Human

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The world or shall I say whats left of it; was fucked from the begging. We were metaphorically zombies before we became literal ones. Heads down clutching our phones in one hand and our vanity in the other. Self-centered, one main goal...to reach as many followers as possible. Like zombies they follow the noise, the trend, the same direction in which the crowd are heading and that's why what's left of the world was fucked from the begging; all except those of us who were human found pleasure in something other than ourselves we were the realists. The zombies, well they ate us alive, in school on the streets. We didn't follow the trend so we were torn limb from limb some of us sewing ourselves back together again, the rest either turning or killing themselves before they did. But the rare few misfits stood their ground and that's why we are here... Lyra adams a seventeen year old girl is faced with huge challenges when The zombies attack. she has more than one life in her hands hers and her baby brothers noah but when they reach the base that all changes that's when she meets jude. Written by me :)
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