The Day the Dead Died_This is the End_The Undead_My Little Princess
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The Day the Dead Died
There was a vaccine. Developed in a bunker in the middle of Montana, a bunch of surviving scientists and government officials found a way to counter the infection. And the world was saved. But Gabriella Lotus knew the truth, and she would have to take it to her grave. She was the only survivor of bunker 5624、 And this is what really happened the Day the Dead Died. August 18th was a warm sunny day with a gentle breeze. In any other circumstance it would have been the perfect the day. But that was ruined by the flesh-eating cannibals that roamed the entire earth. Over 100 feet underground was ...
This is the End
By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire...like literally. The town of Thomasville, Georgia was like it was in the devil's cage. The town's sirens were shouting as loud as a whale. It was five minutes past midnight and I couldn’t figure out what was going on. Everyone in the neighborhood was running wild all over the streets like loose baboons. I decided to step further into my driveway to see what everyone was freaking out about. “Hey you. What’s going on,” I asked as some man that ran by.“Out of nowhere something huge fell from the sky and some type of gas was released. Everyt...
The Undead
The knock on the door makes me jump. My hand instantly travels to the knife on the moth-eaten couch beside me, gripping the cold handle. I stand up, ready to see one of the horrid undead falling apart. But as I peer through the ripped screen door, I see a familiar shape moving toward me. “You scared me,” I gasp, clutching my chest. “Did I?” Ryan pokes his head in, his brown hair a complete mess and sticking up straight on the swww.onedoor.ccide. “Sorry.” “Is the van ready?” I ask. He nods. “I think I got it working. We ready to move?” I nod, slinging my worn backpack over my shoulder. The cans clink as ...
My Little Princess
“What if it’s a girl?” Her beautiful smile faded away. “What?” “What if it’s a girl Ernest?” Hannah repeated softly, caressing her swollen belly. Ernest frowned, pulling his lady close into a warm embrace, “What do you mean?” “You know what I mean.” Hannah was dead serious. She separated, disturbing the blankets wrapped around them. She covered her body, not letting her bare chest be exposed. Ernest Wolfric straightened his nightshirt which was wrinkled as it brushed against her smooth, tender skin. It was a veil, hiding his scars beneath. They were all a reminder from his father, lessons tha...