They're all around you.
Take me.
I'm 14 years old. I was inducted last year. My parents have no idea. I pass for human, even though I'm an immortal undead brain-eating monster, and stuff. I'm really good at acting. My sunday school teacher thinks I'm darling. My mother thinks I'm emo (I'm not, but they taste good. Depression softens the brain, or something). I guess it makes sense. I wear thick white makeup and thick black eyeliner and weird contact lenses. I wear black a lot, because it hides the blood.
Hey, maybe all the other emo kids are zombies too. Wouldn't that be mad?
No comments:
Post a Comment