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Denny

Submitted to Contest #60

It was funny, really. All this talk about nuclear explosions and cancer pandemic, it was all funny to Jane. Of course, her parents didn’t find it amusing, her mother’s forehead was designed with wrinkles and all her perfectly manicured nails were almost gone. From the chewing to the biting to- for crying out loud- the snapping, her mother’s fingers were almost non-existent and begging for release. Her dad was more of the silent worrier, he didn’t show it, not in the obvious ways her mom does, in fact, if you didn’t know him, you wouldn’t eve...

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New Normal

Submitted to Contest #60

A newly desolate wasteland would depress most people. Not me. It's a relief from the monotony of regular life. True, it's swapping the evils of endless meetings and cleaning the oven for those of scavenging for food and fighting off bandits, but you win some you win some. Oh, were you expecting me to be worried about those things? Frightened of the little hoards of teenagers who think just because they've managed to lay their hands on a baseball bat and a rifle that they're God's gift to malice? Not at all. There's nothing like being...

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Shooting Lessons

Submitted to Contest #60

I watched my brother with a sense of unease, as he jabbed the zombie crawling beside him with a stick and laughed in amusement. The zombie let out an offended groan and swiped its withered hand at him.  “This one’s still a bit wiley.” “It really is a miracle you’ve managed to survive this long.” The zombie seemed unlikely to make a sudden lunge for him, in his defence. It had been a woman, at least I thought so because it had long hair. Its legs had been shredded to ribbons. They dragged after the creature’s torso like decaying, m...

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Reklaw and Azar - The Story of a Post Apocalyptic Writer and Publisher

Submitted to Contest #60

“Hurry up, we ain’t got all day” spoke Reklaw in a hushed tone as Azar scrambled to search for a rock.  “Tryn’ my best here you old fool,” Azar retorted as the fading daylight made it difficult for him to find a rock large enough, throwable enough, to kill the hare they’d been stalking for the last few hours. Reklaw spat contemptuously, “Next time, maybe you should make more arrows before we go out on a hunt, you lazy bastard.” “Fucking old fool can’t shoot for shit and wants me to make more arrows,” Azar muttered under his breath...

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The des morts-vivants

Submitted to Contest #60

"I think I'll urinate on myself," she says in almost a whisper. "Gosh, I have already urinated on myself. Can you believe that?" "Do you think they are them?" she asks him. "I am not sure. The voices sound strange," he says. "What should we do?" she asks. "I'm thinking," Carl says. "You're thinking when they have intruded to our house? Can you stop thinking and do something?" "How are you expected to do something without thinking through it?" his voice is marked with irritation. "Do you have an idea what we should?" 'No!" He shakes his head...

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The Apocalypse and Me

Submitted to Contest #60

There are few things in this world of less interest, than any sort of discussion on the Apocalypse. And I told him this. Straight to his face. Or rather, where one would imagine a face, instead it is kind of a blurry empty space.  Oh, don’t worry, he doesn’t seem to mind, after all, he wouldn’t be much of an armageddon of any kind, if he cared what we thought, nah to that he could take or leave. Not really one to wear his heart on his sleeve. He usually just reaches for a pint or takes a shot and winks without...

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If The World Was Ending

Submitted to Contest #60

" Wow just great, time to turn around huh," laura said as she turned the down the left way of the forest. She had barely had enough time to grab or pack anything, all she managed to grab was, pair of black leggings. a few shirts, her phone, and a picture of her mom. Laura Jenkins was a 23-year-old woman. She always managed to find her self in deadly situations, most of them weren’t deadly they were just things like tripping in the middle of nowhere or finding getting in dangerous situations, but now this was an actual deadly situat...

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Comedy of horrors

Submitted to Contest #60

An eerie screeching sound of the door, droplets of rain going  plop ,plop plop, swoosh the sound of air, rumbling sounds of the trees, a streak of lightning  ,rustling sound of dry leaves, a werewolf’s lone cry , far away at a distance a woman’s shrieking sound , “ Dane’s voice was interrupted by Ivan “Oh Jesus , sounds like a horror movie, What next , it’s quite a thrilling story indeed , what next” exclaimed Ivan. “Don’t be impatient I will narrate the whole scene, and it’s not a movie its real, I have experienced it “. Dan...

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The Boy, The Ruins, And The Girl Who Shouldn't Have Existed

Submitted to Contest #60

The smoke-darkened sun shone weakly, casting long shadows all along the remains of what used to be a large, bustling city. There were mighty stone goliaths still standing, showing that even after an era ended, its mark on the world never faded. Some thought this was amazing. A testament to the old era’s power. Others thought it was a blight on the planet. A scar that would never heal. Jason was an optimist. He liked to believe that since these builds could survive, so could he. He was always careful when he walked through these ruins. Not ju...

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Zoe’s zombie love life

Submitted to Contest #60

Hi I'm Zoe If you came here thinking this was a teenage love story you are mistaken, if you thought this was some walking dead type of story you're wrong. This is my story, a story of how life as a 16 year old teenager got 10 times harder because not only did my whole world end but my normal relationship with a cute tall football playing boyfriend turned undead that's right I have an undead boyfriend. You heard me right UNDEAD "as in not living" as in eat your brains, slow talking ,craving meat, Which gave me the I must keep my distance...

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Finding it Funny

Submitted to Contest #60

There were many (and for a while I was one of them) who thought we would never, ever, get a TV network running again after the Bad Business. Radio was back relatively quickly – it never really went away – but TV was another matter. It was hardly seen as a priority when people were scavenging, and cities lay in ruins, and fields were laid barren. And just the practical side of it seemed impossible. But in the tenth year after the Bad Business, we went on air. Yes, I was part of the team. So Yah Boo Sucks to anyon...

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Ran and Sacked

Submitted to Contest #60

I went for it because I was my stomach was eating itself and all of the grocery stores had been ransacked by the outskirt bandits and their exotic animals they walked around on with computer wire leashes. The smell made me want to puke up the drugs I was coming down from but then I'd have to face the second dark ages sober. It was already brutal enough with the elite artificial intelligence soldiers guiding citizens around like domestic animals. I had found the jar of pickles clutched in the arms of an old trampled bag who had been knocked o...

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Happy Anniversary

Submitted to Contest #60

Aria listened, body clenched. The wheezing snore to her left said it was safe to get to work. Her swollen bag stood at attention. The red corner of the envelope protruded from underneath her scrunched-up jeans. It’s a miracle that Claire didn’t see it, let alone the cake mix. A cold, stabbing sensation hit against Aria’s left thigh. Claire’s sockless feet strike again. Oh no, she gasped! Aria froze. Claire snorted. The bell around her neck clinked as she shifted. Familiar dread attacked. The knife wound ached. Aria faced her girlfriend, watc...

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The Monsters Within Earth

Submitted to Contest #60

I call them ‘moles.’ No, they’re not the funny-looking animals that dig tunnels underground and eat the roots from your mother's garden. These are creatures so terrifying that the first time I saw one, I pissed myself.  It all started during a global heatwave, unlike anything humanity had ever witnessed. I like to call it ‘the Heat.’ Dramatic right? Anyways, cities were left without power for weeks, the oceans steamed and left beaches littered with cooked fish, and Antarctica turned into the biggest lake in the world. Scientists worldw...

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DOOM AND ZOOM

Submitted to Contest #60

I opened my screen door just a sliver. I wanted to be able to catch a whiff of the Jasmine I planted last year. It was 6 a.m. and I was breaking county curfew. Hoping none of my neighbors saw my crime, I smelled the air deeply and then slowly, quietly pulled the door closed. The click of the latch made me squeeze my eyes shut and grit my teeth. I had a few hours before I logged in for my work day so I decided to distract myself from thoughts of being imprisoned for opening my door with the latest news.  Grover Grooter was my f...

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