We knew each other since birth. We started dating in high school. We got married after college. We had lots of kids. We raised those kids well. We retired from work. Our kids grew up. They graduated college, became successful and took care of us when we got old. We held hands every day in the retirement home. We died at the same time, holding hands. They buried us next to each other. The chemicals from the factory spill brought us back to life as zombies. We ate all our children. We slept in our coffins when we got full.
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Alex H Mittelman
I love writing and just finished my first novel. Writing since I was nine. I’m on the autism spectrum but that doesn’t stop me! If you like my stories, click the heart, leave a comment. Link to book: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CQZVM6WJ
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Nice!
WOW!!!
Nice story❤️😉