I have no idea how to begin this. I mean where do I begin?
The World changed. I changed. I was not myself for so many years. I regret the person I became. I hate the word most use to describe the person I was during those years. Zombie.
I admit that I ate my share of people but that’s all behind me. My desire to eat people is not nearly as strong as it once was. I have found other, better, alternatives to eating people. It’s so much easier now as well.I mean it was not so simple before. Most people would prefer not to be eaten alive.
I did not think about things too much. I was hungry and I craved human flesh. I no longer remember my life prior to my flesh eating days and I do not remember much about those years I spent traveling the country looking for my next meal. There’s no meal delivery for zombies.
All of this changed when I met him. I did not eat him. At least not in the way I would have before.
It was love at first sight. It was love that freed me from my old way of doing things. It was loved that spared his life and brought two guys from vastly different backgrounds together. I was a hungry zombie and he was a scared fleshie unaware of my presence.
I watched him for days. I don’t know when it happened. The sudden switch from hunter and prey to zombie boy and zombie boy’s crush. I will not go into our courtship at this time. We went from strangers to lovers. We went from a zombie and his potential meal to boyfriends. We live in his apartment. I cannot remember where I lived before becoming a zombie.
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