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  • From Hell They Came: Part Four

    Alisha just stood there a while, staring at the door to the back room of the drugstore. An anger rose in her core. An anger she had been carrying with her for a while now. Everything she loved had been taken from her and all she could do was keep going. She had nothing left […] More

  • From Hell They Came: Part Two

    Alisha rummaged through the trunk of an old purple Volkswagen that sat in the middle of the vehicle crowded highway. She’d spotted a bottle of water through the window and couldn’t pass up the opportunity to rehydrate with some actual water. It would seem the owners of the vehicle had to leave the highway in […] More

  • September 16, 1992, Come downstairs

    I am supposed to be in merriment, trying to celebrate my seventh birthday, but it is raining hard all day.  I am gaping out the window on the dark black leather couch in the living room wearing my navy blue cotton hooded jacket with a white long sleeve shirt, normal looking blue jeans, and black […] More

  • An eye view of the apocalypse

    “This snarling child is going to kill me!!” The thought barely had formed in Janisa Perez’s mind as the child pounced on her face. As it ripped her scalp from her skull, time slowed for Janisa. The child had landed on her hard, it’s tiny fingers dug into her scalp as it tried pulling the […] More

  • Blood-Orange Sun, By Brittany Skye Jones

    The whole world was covered in orange. From the dust covered roads to the vacant cars, the coppery sun seemed to set the world aflame. All was quiet and still. The only sound in the air was the crunching of boots on the old roads, the heavy breathing of my comrades; each thankful for the […] More

  • Summer trouble, June 18, 1990

    I am four years old chunky, with a short natural curly hair cut, my ears are curve from the center of my earlobes. I wear a red long sleeve shirt, blue jeans always smiling.  My mama is wearing a long navy blue dress with tan high heel sandals, with braided tan straps gift wrap high […] More

  • Random Undead Poetry Time

    These are some random zombie poems I’ve written. Zombie Haiku Dead flesh rots away, Undead brain continues on. No hope for us now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Flesh Eaters Rip, tear, scrap, scratch Bite, chew, growl, snap Blood, sweat, guts, brains Guns, knives, bats, chains Run, hide, kill, fight Morning, noon, evening, night Scavenge, hunt, food, supplies Raiders, […] More

  • Meet the family

    Editorial note: Due to staff shortage we haven’t been able to proof read articles. As of next week all articles will be proofread again. Of course little errors can slip through the cracks. Thank you for understanding and enjoy the article 🙂 January 26, 1994 The next day I wake up to see that the […] More

  • As time goes by

    November 10, 1992 Today is another boring day of the same regimen but the only difference is that we are going to have a surprise for Chow since today is his seventh birthday. After dinner McCall serves us a white creamy frosting three layers’ cake with slices of bananas on top of the cake. He […] More

  • From Hell They Came: Part Five

    Dan, Ricky, and Alisha made their way a bit further into the city. As much as Alisha would have preferred to get back on the road, she understood that Dan and Ricky had a responsibility to their community to get more supplies and if she wanted to go back with them, she’d have to tag […] More

  • The Hunger

    After Z-Day hit things changed. Life got harder, but it became more precious. Things that used to matter like wealth, status, and race ceased to be of importance. Money didn’t buy your more time on this here green earth. Status didn’t stop scavengers from poaching your food. Ad Zombies didn’t care what color you were […] More

  • September 17, 1992, Part Two

    I awaken with a cold chill through my body in an abandon structure; lying on the cold, hard paved floor in arching pain. I sit there for a few moments then finally decide to get up from the floor to explore the structure. As I explore, I behold stacks and stacks of different sizes of […] More

  • The beginning, September 16, 1985

    A seven pounds light brown skin color heavy black rough and curly natural sheer hair baby boy is born in my homeland of Puerto Rico. My mama is a Puerto Rican light skin color, average height, black reddish short hair that is above her shoulders, golden brown eyes, her full long eyelashes, loving kind, and […] More

  • The Horde

    March 7, 1993 This is the first day that I start writing in the seven hundred pages’ empty novel because I feel that the scratch on my finger is taking my emotions to that place I do not want to go back to again. On day that it is raining, I feel hungry for flesh […] More

  • Underrated Zombie Movies You Have To Check Out

    This year is full of crazy weather. From unbearable cold snaps to never-ending rainstorms, it’s been a hot mess. What’s a better way to wait out extreme weather than with a zombie movie marathon. You could watch the same old, same old again like 28 Days Later or your favorite Dead flick or you could be adventurous […] More

  • September 18, 1992, Lunchtime

    The next morning, I awaken with no one in the room but me. I get up with a long stretch of my arms yawning from my mouth. I put my white socks and my sneakers back on my feet. I walk out of the room to the go to the lunchroom. Waiting at the front […] More

  • Zombie Cruise (A Short Story)

    Poor Brenda Lawson. She’s just trying to have a good time on her cruise, do a little partying, and forget her problems. After a night of drinking and dancing, we find her trying to sleep it off when a little girl shows up in her room looking for someone to help her mother, who is […] More

  • Top Seven Common Lies in Every Zombie Movie

    The first rule of battle is to know thy enemy. So before the dead stop dying it’s best to do your research very thoroughly on the subject matter known as Zombism. Read every book. Study every website. Watch every movie. Remember though when it comes to zombie films the subject material is fictionalized, which gives […] More

  • The Coffin in the Reeds

    Lightning flashed and thunder crashed, shaking the very foundations of the little farmhouse. Inside, twelve year old Tommy Watkins shook under the covers of his bed as if they offered sanctuary from the raging storm. “That was a big one,” he muttered through chattering teeth. He stroked the golden fur of his dog as it […] More

  • The Beauty of Zombies

    Venus Justus was an ugly duckling throughout grade school, but she didn’t turn into a swan. No, she grew up to become something much more valuable: a duck that didn’t give a shit. Ironically, Venus’ parents named her after the goddess of beauty, but with her beak nose, weak chin, and mousy hair, Venus was anything but […] More