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understand me. i'm not like an ordinary world. i have my madness, i live in another dimension and i do not have time for things that have no soul. — CHARLES BUKOWSKI
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❛ i mean, after all, i'm still standing. ❜
SCHOOLS CLOSED. Those two words alone should have made teens ecstatic and grateful to finally have a break from a place they call jail.
But instead it just brought on fear of what was lurking outside of people's houses and letting out low growls.
Instead of Esmerelda Alveraz coming home from school and hopping into the shower, feeling the droplets of water fall onto her body like a normal routine, she was coming back to her camp from hunting for animals and any other food she could scavenge to survive.
Instead of droplets of water falling onto her body it was now replaced with filthy blood.
The blood of the nonliving, in other words, the walkers.
