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"Infected Dreams" by MissMeme
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Dear. . .Diary? No, no, that name is overused. Variations to Diary. . .Diana! Diana, that’s your name now.
Dear Diana,
I’ve been stuck here for days. It’s a small island, with only me. Oh, and of course this zombie. . He just hangs out, I guess.
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Since we're on a shortage, I just eat all the food. I know, selfish, but zombies don't need food! There's one tree, and a one block wheat farm. With that, I can make one piece of bread a day. Some sand lies around, getting eaten and spewed out by the
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sand. It's the same each day.
For now, Bloc
Dear Diana,
It's been a few days. I think; maybe months. Or minutes, I can't really tell bewtween the times I sleep.
The sun rises, then sets and makes the twilight sky fade away. Almost like waves,
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how they just fade away; they have no care in this barren world. Just like me, no worries.. What’s there to worry about? Hm, well my family died. Everyone died. Only I survived, and I don’t know what’s up with this zombie guy. He seems weird, probably
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already died a few times. He, or maybe she, was in the same room as me when the boat we were on crashed. Oh wel-_-
Sorry about that. A plane flew by, and I tried screeaming for help, which obviously didn't work.
See you next time, Bloc
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Dear Diana,
I’ve communicated with the zombie. Sort of, it tried saying hello and I helped its communication. He’s a friendly zombie, not out to eat my brain. That’s really helpful. Now I won’t be as lonely, even if he can’t actually talk. All I can
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tell myself now is that everything is swell, everything will be alright. I think zombie man hopes that too. I plan to teach the zombie to speak proper English. Maybe he will survive long enough to learn the whole language.
When I get back to
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civilization, I plan to train and protect zombies. They can be good too, right?
Write to you later, Bloc
Dear Diana,
The zombie knows how to loosely communicate with me. With a ton of drawing pictures in the sand, I found out the zombie’s a girl.
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Her name is Lily, and her last name is Flor. Lily Flor; that’s a nice name. She told me her favorite flowers are water lilies. I like cacti, since I didn’t have a chance to see flowers. I used to live in a desert. Hopefully, she was a nice person before
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and she carried that with her. I can tell we will have a great future together! We tried talking about a future together, and a zombie protection plan. The future is now brighter!
With higher hopes, Bloc
Dear Diana,
The tree dropped a few saplings.
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. I planted them, and then Lily started a fire. Smoke wisps billowed in graceful dances while leaving existence. If only Lily and I could do the same, together; come and leave life, and everything altogether. The world would be so much easier and
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enjoyable. Life would be way more worth living, but as long as I'm with Lily I feel content and safe.
With Lily Flor, I feel full, and I feel like I can actually be me.
Come to you later, Bloc
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Dear Diana,
You cannot fathom how hard it was to write this. This chapter will most likely be the saddest one, and I don't have much happiness towards this at all.
Here is the bad news: Lily Flor was mercilessly killed with a. . .a bullet to
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the brain. Soilders found us on our tiny island, and I'm now stuck in a hospital for the infecteds, or just the people who the zombies infected. They didn't mean it! Lily Flor never even bit me or hurt me in any way! Lily was like her name, a beautiful
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and innocent flower with a love only certain people can have sink into them. My tears soak into this paper with the feeling of making me shed even more. It's rain onto flat lands, my tears onto this now soggy paper. Hopefully this journal doesn't get
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taken away, because this journal protects my memories of my dear Lily Flor. I vow to help the protection of zombies, even if people put disgrace upon me.
And I promise to Lily Flor, I promise that I will make a living heaven for the zombies which
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survive.
My hopes and dreams, Bloc
p.s. I will not be writing for a while. I need to get over one of my only friends.
For now, farewell and I will see you again one destined day Lily Flor. I will the water lilies will float with you on your path.