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    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

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    The Night Before ZomPoc Christmas

    ‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the city, The creatures were stirring, the streets were so gritty. The warnings were sprayed on the walls with great haste, In hopes that the dead would not get a taste. All the children were hidden in bunkers and sheds. With visions of slaughtering burned in their […] More

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    Burn baby burn, by Carl Cart

    John was a hard core survivalist, and he had been prepping for the apocalypse for a long time, way before prepping had became popular. His basement was fully stocked for whatever shit finally came down. He had food and water for three months, medical supplies, and enough guns and ammunition to start his own small […] More

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    Seventeen and Turning into a Non-Mormon Secular Humanist Zombie

    A little sneak peek of my new novel

    By Scott Erickson [email protected] This story is an excerpt from the novel of the same name, available via amazon.com. Scott Erickson is an award-winning writer of humor and satire. He lives in Portland, Oregon, and is possibly the nicest curmudgeon you’ll ever meet. For two hours the van headed north into the north woods of […] More

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    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

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    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

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    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

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    Simplex Z, The Beginning

    By Sheena Williams

    The first outbreak of Legba Simplex Z was recorded in 2036. Scientist had thought that it was a new strand of leprosy, but when the patients started to gnaw on the nurses. They had to re-evaluate their diagnosis. Thousands of victims were lost to the Simplex Z virus, and by 2046 the world had went […] More

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    Jimmy’s Apocalypse

    Jimmy wondered how smug they would be now. He would have loved to run into any or all of them just to see the looks on their faces. He wouldn’t even say, “I told you so,” or anything like that. He wouldn’t have to. He would just look at them and smile, and they would […] More

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    Kyle’s Fiction Friday

    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

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    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

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    The Ballad of the Zombie Pug

    My owner tried to eat me. He weighs four-hundred pounds, you see. At first, I just thought he was hungry, but it turned out he was a zombie. My owner was trapped by his own weight, stuck in his reclining chair. Thank heavens he couldn’t reach me, much to his despair. It took me quite […] More

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    September 17, 1992, Part One

    I wake up in a quickie to see mama standing in front of a small crowd of soldiers wearing dark blue swat team uniforms and blue glass shielded helmets shooting at mama with their double clips handles rapid-fire bursts guns. “No!” As I behold my mama hitting the floor, I run to hold her in […] More

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    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

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