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

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“Undead and Underappreciated” by Darvico Ulmeli

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My name is Mortimer Crane. I was 34 when I died. Brown hair, average height, pale blue eyes, and skin that now looks like someone microwaved it in plastic wrap. In life, I was wallpaper - bland, scuffed, and probably a bit mildewed. The kind of guy you'd forget was in the room until you needed to lean on something. In death? Still wallpaper, just a little more… peely. I wasn't unique. I didn't save lives or invent anything. I didn't have big dreams or a larger-than-life personality. My biggest accomplishment was alphabetizing a filing cabine...

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“Gas Station at the End of the World” by Asia W

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The gas station tucked between your hometown and Memphis only accepts cash or party favours, so Marie opens her satchel over the counter and lets memories freckle the toothpaste-blue linoleum. An alabaster poker die. A spindle of hair-thin cotton. A deck of playing cards. A button popped from the collar of a school shirt. This is all you have between you and the attendant is looking down at it like a janitor skirting a subway. You want to say: “That's our lives, it’s all written down, but you can't see what it means.” Instead, yo...

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“Bite Me” by Murray Burns

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Bite Me“All those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.”-Fredrich NietzscheShady Lawn Hospital for People Who Have Gone Woo-woo“Doctor Flang, your next patient is here. Mr. Z. Omby. He has insurance and his appointments are fully covered.”“Good, good. And what’s his problem, Becky?”“He thinks he’s a zombie.”“Wow, the guy must really be off his rocker. Show him in.”Mr. Omby shuffled his way into Dr. Flang’s office. He was a tall man, with weathered skin and shaggy hair. He walked stiff-leg...

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“Radiant” by Keba Ghardt

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The garden used to smell like lavender, indulgent milkweed and succulent coneflower, good, tilled earth and slick, glittering snail trails warming in the morning sun. The air would hum as erect irises seduced buzzing bees into their silky, nectar-flooded cups. I would lie between azaleas, marbling my feather scales with violet, fuchsia, and immortalizing green.Back before the Storm, all humans were essentially color-blind, only able to see a reduced spectrum from three little optic cones to our sixteen. We found safety in stillness, conceale...

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“Labyrinth ” by Helen A Howard

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LabyrinthHalf man/half bull, he was the most famous mutant of them all. Asterion’s existence had come about when the Queen had mated with a beautiful white bull on the island of Crete. Regarded as a freak of nature, he was contained by the queen’s husband, King Minos, in a series of elaborate and confusing chambers constructed somewhere beneath the royal palace. The mutant’s prison became known as The Labyrinth.***On returning to their clifftop eyrie, the eagles deposited a sheep as a reward to Minna, the young dragon, for guarding their egg...

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“Insatiable Part 2” by Mary Butler

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Trigger Warning: Contains graphic depictions of violence, gore, loss of agency, and themes of death and family tragedy. Before you dive in, check out Insatiable: Part 1 on my profile for the full story experience. ****** Her voice, trembling, cut through the silence. “Daddy?” The word scraped against something deep inside me, something buried under the roar of the hunger. My body moved before I could think, lurching forward, one decayed hand reaching. Her face twisted in horror as she stumbled back, pressing herself against the wal...

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“Zoe the Zombie’s First Day of School” by Bridgetta Tomarchio

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Zoe the Zombie was five years old, and today was a big day—her very first day of kindergarten at Monster Elementary School. She was so excited she could hardly wait to meet all the other little monsters! But Zoe had a few worries, too. She was a zombie, after all, and wondered if the other monsters would like her. As Zoe walked to school, she felt something fall off. Oh no! It was her arm again! Zoe quickly bent down to pick it up and put it back on. She smiled nervously. I hope today goes well, even if my arms keep falling off! When Zoe arr...

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“Whispers From The Void” by Samuel Excell

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The hunger never sleeps. It writhes inside me like a living thing, gnawing at whatever remnants of consciousness still flicker in my decaying mind. Sometimes I forget I was ever anything else—anything but this insatiable void wearing rotting flesh. But then the memories come, bright and sharp as broken glass, cutting through the haze of endless hunger. My name is—was—Zed. At least, that's what I choose to remember. Strange how names become anchors in this new existence, when most of us forget everything else. The others, they're lost complet...

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“The Truth of the Krampus” by Lisa Cerezo

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I don’t like children. I’m sure you think you know that, given what I am and what you’ve heard about me. But I really, really don’t like children. The depth of my hatred for children can barely be contained by words. Oh sure, it sounds like fun to chase them around and scare them, and in a way it does give me a weird sense of power. But it didn’t have to be like this. I just wanted to belong. Look, I didn’t ask to be made the way I am. For example, do you know how hard it is to find shoes when you have one foot and one hoof? Try ...

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“The Happyning” by Olivier Breuleux

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I never considered myself an unhappy guy. Sure, I had my pains, my anxieties, even moments of despair when I learned that I was soon going to die—but I also knew comfort, love, beauty. I fancied I knew what happiness was, in the down-to-earth manner of the everyman who every so often finds themselves at the top of a crest on the rollercoaster of life. It existed as a contrast to the sadness we found in the dips and the ordinary life in between. Indeed, how could true happiness be known, if it was not for its moments of absence?It was only wh...

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“The promotion” by Laura Camacho Frias

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This whole mess started last year, three weeks before Christmas. I was then working in a big company where everyone moved a lot, but no one really knew what they were doing. "Chasing the future," "shaping the world," and "Bending the rules of engineering" were our mottos, which, looking back, sound borderline delusional, but back in those days, it was my way of life. I was doing something awesome, even if it was almost impossible to describe my job or challenges to anyone from the outside world. It was too complicated and abstract, and I had...

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“Day One” by Brian Adkins

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I wake up on the cold pavement, staring at the sky. It’s still blue, still there. Familiar, but everything else is... off. The air smells wrong—stale, like old meat left too long in the sun. My head feels like it’s stuffed with something heavy, and my arms are just as sluggish. I can’t feel my legs. I can’t feel much of anything.Why can’t I feel?I try to sit up, but my body rebels. My limbs move like someone else is controlling them, jerky and uneven. My head tips back, neck cracking, and for a moment, I see the tops of the streetlamps. Then...

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“if God did not spare Angels” by Isabella Schaller

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They threw you to the fire because they love you. Lines like this repeat again and again in the minds of those lost.I wasn’t feeling good, not for a long time. I feel good now, but it doesn’t matter anymore, doesn’t matter, doesn’t matter to the people who do matter to me.I wasn’t feeling good and it started in the summer. Summer is something awful when you’re sick. Sure, winter is cold, but in summer it’s unexpected, at least in winter everyone is ready for the sniffling, the coughing, and if it’s really bad the fevers, the vomit. But I’ve ...

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“The Health Code Blues” by Chris Jones

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"BRAINS EXPIRE AFTER TWO HOURS WITHOUT PROPER REFRIGERATION!" My shout bounced off the empty shelves of what used ta be Macy's. The other zombies ignored me - typical. These days, my fellow undead treated food safety like they treated their own rotting bodies. My fingers squeezed the clipboard, last reminder of my life as Senior Health Inspector. Dave staggered past. Chunks of grey matter stuck between his ribs, right there in plain sight. My remaining guts churned. "Un... acceptable..." I stabbed my pen at his exposed chest. "Body heat... b...

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“Why the Zombie Moans” by Jessica Stradinger

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*Disclaimer* The following story contains moments of violence, gore, and some strong language that may not be suitable for all readers. If it were a movie, I'd rate it PG13. If you enjoy zombie movies, none of this will phase you. If you do not, I recommend trying a different story. Thank you.It was, in fact, a dark and stormy night. And I, I was in a tent. I've camped plenty of times in the rain. It was also normal for me to be alone on my ventures. Yet, somehow, this time felt more exposed. Call it a premonition or a hunch, but it's almost...

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

Submissions are closed

✍️ 77 stories

“Undead and Underappreciated” by Darvico Ulmeli

“Gas Station at the End of the World” by Asia W

“Bite Me” by Murray Burns

“Radiant” by Keba Ghardt

“Labyrinth ” by Helen A Howard

“Insatiable Part 2” by Mary Butler

“Zoe the Zombie’s First Day of School” by Bridgetta Tomarchio

“Whispers From The Void” by Samuel Excell

“The Truth of the Krampus” by Lisa Cerezo

“The Happyning” by Olivier Breuleux

“The promotion” by Laura Camacho Frias

“Day One” by Brian Adkins

“if God did not spare Angels” by Isabella Schaller

“The Health Code Blues” by Chris Jones

“Why the Zombie Moans” by Jessica Stradinger

🌟 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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