The past days I’ve been so amazed to find out zombies are real. And even more amazed to know a lot of these zombies are in my circle. They talk with a monotonous tone of voice, sometimes it becomes icy it brings chills down your spine, and they shriek when you get in their way. They walk around lifeless but alive, bruised and bloody but don’t seem to care. They got their gaze fixed onward, staring blankly ahead. They don’t recognize you, when you stop to say hi or how are you they don’t hear you at all. It is getting scarier around here. The place seems to be plagued with them. I gotta go lest they make me one of them.