Somehwere Between Hell and Zombies

Really? One of the Best Days of My Life?

Turning eighteen is supposed to be one of the best days of your life right? Hi, my name is

Chelsey and I am going to tell you just how totally bogus that is. starting two years ago today.

Today was supposed to be one of the best days ever. October 20th, 2010. My

eighteenth birthday. So far it was crap. I got to spend the day moping because my boyfriend

of a year and a half dumped me today for my best friend Kerry. Not only that, but it seems as

though everyone has forgotten what today is! Now, here it is 7:30 p.m outside of my house. I

would simply like to die right now for no one has even given me a single Happy birthday. I

realized that neither of my parents were home as I put the key in the lock of my dark

ominous house looking as though it would swallow me whole. Opening the door I heard

something scuffle on the floor and something else move. I tried unsuccessfully to scream as

something covered my mouth
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i know, the intro is kinda rough but just stick with me and i will get better, i promise!