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As i took another drag, ithought of my father, joe and all my loved ones who were dead. fuck this sucks. i just wish it could all go back to the way it was. Back when zombies were something you killed in games, not on your front porch.

"uhhhn" my hand reaches for my pistol, and then i see james standing on the other side of the car, back to me. Then i hear the piss hit the dirt. The non-chalant fucker. Its good though, hes been out for almost 30 hours now.



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he just stood there, staring at me with those cold, dead eyes. His left arm hung limp at odd angles. Every time he exhaled, blood flew from his nostrils. I Never thought that this could happen, nor did i think i would have to kill two of my friends AND my father in a matter of minutes. My father, life had not been kind to him, and this... this was the peanut that topped the shit sundae that was his life. The lights flickered, and the man that used to be my father lunged. His Weight and momentum… Continue