Write a story from the POV of a zombie, mutant, or infected creature.

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“"Bite Me." #ReedsyUnknown” by Tucker Sloan

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Trigger Warning: This short story contains Mature Themes, Animal and Zombie Violence, and Gore.Bite MePart 1- Flight of the Mosquito As we emerged from the stagnant water, we took flight and headed straight towards blood. We could smell a fresh kill in the air, so we flew faster. It is hard being a mosquito. So many creatures want to eat you, but then again, I want to eat and suck on so many creatures every second of every day. Lord knows I try. We saw an island, and we had a bad feeling. We were always drawn to the natives. Their ...

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“POV of 3rd Party Zombie” by Amanda Nortonello

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I responded to every horrible and uncontrollable event in my life with intelligence and fortitude. Those who’ve borne witness to any of these events tell me I’m strong. I’ve heard “you’re so strong” so often from acquaintances and complete strangers alike. It’s almost unbearable, as I don’t want to be strong; I want to be normal. After offering empathy for whatever atrocity has just occurred, I’m often thanked for “doing the right thing.” I like that part and often take solace in repeating those words to myself in th...

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“Necroarium” by Alouette Smith

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And just like that, I’m conscious again—no light to welcome me, no song to soften the return. No need to adjust my eyes; they’ve stayed open, still searching. I take in the surroundings through what little sight I have left. The world wears a thin, scarlet veil, my vision deteriorating with each flicker of awareness. I make out the outline of trees in the distance. We’re trekking down a road—desolate, or maybe just unfamiliar. Hard to say how long it’s been since I was last awake. I try to take stock. I can’t touch or move, but I feel the we...

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“What's a Monster?” by Fredrich TheFrogdrick

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When I was a kid, I saw this thing. It was fifty eight pages of color covered in huge bubble letters. I couldn’t read the words, but I knew the letters. I knew who the good guys were and who weren’t, but above all, I knew I liked it. The pictures gave me a good idea of what was happening, but for everything I didn’t know, my friend, the boy who brought it, explained. At the time I sat and listened, having and asking no questions, but looking back I’ve got to wonder what the world thought of their hero. He was an immensely powerful man ...

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“The one single need” by Atan Solp

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I am leaning my back against the trunk of a huge spreading tree on a small hillock covered with lush green grass. In my hands, I am holding a book with stories by my favorite writer. Below are slow-moving crowds of zombies. They do not need to hurry anywhere, nor do I. It's an idyll of a summer day. I would give anything right now for the opportunity to read a book. But, unfortunately, letters are like hieroglyphs for me. I know who this writer is; I have read this book before. I saw it in a bookstore and took it with me. I enjoy turning the...

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“THE MOUTH OF THE JAGUAR” by HAAKON RAGNSKJOLD

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When the bomb hit Hamburg in 2071, there were virtually no survivors. They had to build the city up from scratch—all the while eliminating any of my kind that managed to squeak through. Still wonder why we hate the regular humans? Some say that mutants don't really exist, that we're just an urban legend. I know. I was there. I was ten years old.I chuckle when I see the wanted poster the Xolotls have put up. That's the official name of the cyborg police force. These days everything gets patterned after something of the Nahuatl Aztec culture. ...

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“When We Were Zombies” by Valerie Cutko

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The walk. The dead eyes. The hunger.The taste of brains.But now, years after all that, our victims walk the streets again, you see them wearing beanie hats or business suits or cute wide trousers from hip Scandinavian designers, some of them even pushing babies in strollers down Seventh Avenue. Kiefer and Beasley and me.The Night of the Living Dead, which we all saw, separately, when we were thirteen, started it. Beasley, now Sophie, said she already felt more zombie than human. Maybe our path was inevitable.We were dead, of c...

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“Thornridge House” by Stanley Stracciatella

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Content note: Explores mental health issues and contains references to physical violence.Not everyone was equally invested. Some, you could tell, were really working towards getting better. Others were going through the motions like they were forced to be there. When their turn to check-in would come they’d just say: “I’m feeling fine, pass.” Oliver was one of the talkative ones. He was a bit formal and very eloquent in the way he spoke. He started by wishing me a pleasant stay. Then he said he was looking forward to the day’s act...

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“Day One” by Hayley Cranford

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Let me tell ya, I was having one of the worst days. And had it not been all over the news, no one would’ve ever believed me.The day started like usual, with me minding my own business, cruising down I-15. Aside from navigating through the nightmare obstacle course of construction - How long has it been? 10 years? I swear, I think they really have plans for it to never end…I see those guys everyday on my way to work, you got three guys watching, and maybe one guy working…I mean, come on!Well, it gets better, this morning - never seen any...

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“The Last Hunger” by Todd Beller

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I remember the moment my hunger changed. When the gnawing in my gut transformed from a desire for sustenance into something darker, more primitive. The doctors called it the Harbinger Virus. I called it liberation. I find myself drinking in the memories The first hours were the worst. My nerve endings fired like live wires, sending waves of agony through my body as the infection rewrote my genetic code. I watched my skin turn a mottled gray, felt my muscles tear and reform. But the pain wasn't what broke me. It was the hunger. Oh god, the hu...

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“sunset of the undead” by Niki Nikamal

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It’s been a long time since I last watched a sunset. No, not because I’ve forgotten its beauty, but because the sunset—once a breathtaking sight—has now become a warning. A hazard. Darkness follows, and it is dangerous. Not because I’m unaware of what lurks within it, but because I know exactly what does. The undead. Humans, forever consumed by their insatiable greed for immortality, chased the dream of eternal life. But they failed to understand one thing. not being dead isn’t the same as being alive. We call them the undead bec...

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“Until Satyid Voices Wake Us” by Em Krabs

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If my mother reaches Loki’s Star, I wonder. I wonder if she’ll remember us. Remember the day she left me on Earth, on the beach in Varkala. It was the last day of the final year of evacuation. Most of the men in our home village, my father included, had long since departed. That left my mother, Rakta, alone to care for me and my sister. After the final EVAC order was announced by remainders of Maharashtrian government — the last carrier launch, before the last evening in memory—she packed up her subzhi and cold rotis from last night’s meal ...

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“Zombie workers rights” by Vadim Albukh

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The zombie outbreak had begun due to a virus that was now turning people into zombies and the one that was generated when the zombies were around them. No one really knows where it came from but strangely enough, while America was amid a pandemic with everyone being trapped in their homes and the military was trying to suppress the zombies large companies were still in business with no real sign of slowing down their workforce. This was because now all their employees had been turned into zombi...

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“Lifeless” by Julie Norman

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The bell was ringing again. It did so every night, at the exact same time. On and on it rang out, disrupting the still, silent air. Red slowly turned his empty, emotionless gaze towards the tower in the distance. Something inside him urged him to move, to make his way across the field. He needed to explore the source of the noise, even if he didn’t understand why. And really he didn’t. He never would, even though he made this trek every single night. His legs began to carry him towards the tower. As he stumbled along, he became vaguely awar...

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“IN SEARCH OF ALICE” by Charles Corkery

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My eyes open. zzzzzzzzzz!!! My eyes open. Where am I? Who am I? zzzzzzzzzz!!! Flashes of light. Glimpses of forgotten memories-too fragmentary, too ethereal to hold onto. Confusion. Where? What? Misery, as the reality of my situation filters through the murkiness. Sorrow, as my brain fleetingly recalls my loss. Hope. Maybe…zzzzzzzzzz!!! My eyes open… It’s night. I’m coiled up inside an airless, windowless, subterranean chamber but I know, instinctively, that the sun has gone down and it’s gh...

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Write a story from the POV of a zombie, mutant, or infected creature.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 77 stories

“"Bite Me." #ReedsyUnknown” by Tucker Sloan

“POV of 3rd Party Zombie” by Amanda Nortonello

“Necroarium” by Alouette Smith

“What's a Monster?” by Fredrich TheFrogdrick

“The one single need” by Atan Solp

“THE MOUTH OF THE JAGUAR” by HAAKON RAGNSKJOLD

“When We Were Zombies” by Valerie Cutko

“Thornridge House” by Stanley Stracciatella

“Day One” by Hayley Cranford

“The Last Hunger” by Todd Beller

“sunset of the undead” by Niki Nikamal

“Until Satyid Voices Wake Us” by Em Krabs

“Zombie workers rights” by Vadim Albukh

“Lifeless” by Julie Norman

“IN SEARCH OF ALICE” by Charles Corkery

🌟 Similar prompts

Follow a character who’s looking for someone or something.

Write a story about someone confronting their worst nightmare.

Center your story around a person who believes they’re the last human on Earth.

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