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  • Light in the darkness, March 22, 1987

    Now, two years after my birth, my father is barely home seeing that he lost his job, and he is always looking for work. The only time he was home; is when we are all eating meals in the kitchen. I am in the kitchen sitting in my small dark-brown wooden baby seat; Maria is […] More

  • Daniel Boone, Birthday Cake, and Zombies

    This is a quick story within a story that will be in my new book One Undead Step if I ever get around to finishing the damn thing. I hope you love it. If not, then please say you do anyway, because I’m very insecure about these things. Thursday, 17 July 1969 Randy was so […] 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • 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

  • Kyle’s Fiction Fridays

    Today we’re happy to announce a new project! About a week ago we got contacted by Mr. K.R. Bernard, who is a zombie fiction writer. Now I know that’s not a special profession these days, but Kyle had a series of short stories written that weren’t published yet. So starting soon, we’ll be posting parts […] 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

  • Coward or Hero

    “I can’t let them die. I can’t.”  A school resource officer is supposed to keep children safe. Officer Jose Jimenez was trained to stop a school shooter, not to deal with this. “C’mon think motherfucker! Think!” Luckily, he was only thinking, he knew enough not to voice his frustrations audibly. The children he managed to get to […] 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

  • 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

  • The white taxi, June 22, 1990

    Quick little note: Yes we know this was supposed to be published on Friday, that didn’t happen. We run this site as a hobby, so sometimes things don’t get prioritized. Thank you for waiting and here is your Fiction Friday story! After four days of riding at sea, maintaining our health and hunger, we finally […] More