Days of the Dead

~Intro~

Home, once this word meant everything to me. It was my sanctuary, a place where I didn't just live, I grew up, the place I longed for after a rough day or to share the entertaining stories of a great day. Home was nearly everything to me. Now, home is where ever I can settle myself and rest even temporarily before moving go the next site.

I was better settled with the thought that my family had just died off and stayed dead, then had been infected with the new virus that was beginning to take over what seemed to be all of the planet, Earth, itself. Humans,who caught the virus, lost e earthing that every gave them humanity. All their emotions, morals, values,hygiene, all vanished leaving what was left behind as hollow corpses, with the most disheveled appearances giving them names such as zombies, the living dead, and dead heads among other names. That's what they where now went they? Dead? Then again how often does a dead man walk, let alone go on cannabolictic attacks of the few humans that where already struggling to survive as it is?

This is My story Of Surviving the Days of the Dead