INFECTED
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The apocalypse has started and Samantha is on the run. After her house burns down her only mission is to find a safe haven for her and her younger sister Lysa. Sam and Lysa are alone since their parents got infected. They were the first reported cases, and Sam doesn't know why. In the city the apocalypse is more of a struggle than she could have ever imagined, but she is a strong survivor. Jenny is one of the weak survivors, she lives with her family in a small house, away from the city. Her mom, dad, grandma, grandpa and aunt and a few of her cousins are all stuffed into this one house, forced to fight and defend against the infection. One day she blacks out, and when she wakes up her family is gone. All that's left are bloody hand prints with ripped up pillows and weapons everywhere. Her mission is to find her family, or at least what happened to them. This story is a thrilling interpretation of an apocalypse from a few unique points of view. Fall in love with the characters and their back stories. This is only a taste of the characters in this story, I hope you're ready for more.
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It was all fun and games until our parents left. Out of the blue they just disappeared. 4 years later there was still no sign of them, no contact, nothing. I was helpless, I couldn't struggle, I couldn't scream. He came close to my face and kissed my cheeks, "You're mine now" I was sexually assaulted. If it wasn't for my two older brothers and their best friend, I wouldn't have got through it, I wouldn't have made it. Then our house gets broken into and there was something so familiar about the man who broke in. So we run. There was so much blood, it was seeping out, covering my hands, covering my stomach. Is this the beginning, of the end?

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