kai_nemeth

I don't know where my life is, but I'm sure of 10 things:
          	
          	1. My name is Beth Marshall
          	2. I'm 17, turning 18 next month
          	3. I go to Clark High School 
          	4. I have 1 friend, Zoe, and a boyfriend, James
          	5. James is quarterback of the football
          	6. Zoe is the head cheerleader 
          	7. I'm a nobody 
          	8. I'm label as "Suicidal" and "Cutter"
          	9. They are right
          	10. I have no clue why I'm still alive.

kai_nemeth

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kai_nemeth

I don't know where my life is, but I'm sure of 10 things:
          
          1. My name is Beth Marshall
          2. I'm 17, turning 18 next month
          3. I go to Clark High School 
          4. I have 1 friend, Zoe, and a boyfriend, James
          5. James is quarterback of the football
          6. Zoe is the head cheerleader 
          7. I'm a nobody 
          8. I'm label as "Suicidal" and "Cutter"
          9. They are right
          10. I have no clue why I'm still alive.

kai_nemeth

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kai_nemeth

Teaser for "3 Years War"
          Our group is 1 out of 20 groups who survived the 1st and 2nd apocalypse and who are trying to make through the third. But the it as if surviving through the 1st and 2nd was as if it was child’s play but this one is the real thing, our practice and training were the first two apocalypse. All sorts of runners, clickers and soon to be blotters are caving in on us. 
          We have the one of the biggest groups; we’re Group 18B, we have a grand total of 7, Rachael, Emily, Scarlet, Mason, Tyler, Robbie, and me, Jason. A normal sized group is maybe 2 or 3 people with 4 pushing it but the biggest group that we are aware of is a total of 9. We used to be 8 but Mason’s girlfriend Bri got killed, well turned in the 2nd apocalypse, Robbie killed her after she was turned well the girls were holding each other with me and Tyler were holding Mason both as he was screaming “No” over and over, pushing him over the edge of sanity. But now that I think about it we’re all over the edge of sanity, we are all being, slowly, driven insane, it’s not just us, all 20 groups are losing it. With some of us resorting to alcohol, if they found any left.  
          This all started back in December, 2014 when Ebola was being operated in labs and became mutated with other viruses, the scientist did that purposely hoping to find a cure for it as Ebola was starting to be transferred in the U.S. They injected the newly formed “cure” into a Ebola patient. After watching the patient for 3 days, his body had decayed to where his skin was gray and his brain no more than mush but he was still alive. The patient escaped the testing room and bit the one of the scientist and gave him the same “cure” that the patient had been given, sending him to turn too. They escaped the lab and started biting and feasting on the nearby citizens, and the new form of Ebola slowly starting to take over state by state.