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It's been nineteen years since the zombies completely took over population in the whole world and the number of normal people has greatly gone down.

My father, Gavin Hicks, found a safe and secure place in somewhere in the world, where the zombies over looked or never knew about. The place was free from zombies for each eighteen long years.

He found a small society as he invited people to live with him.

It was a few number of people but as the years passed, we are now populated with lots of children.

We have only three families, ours, which is the Hicks, the Patterson's and the Martinez's.

I have nightmares about my mother's death, my father doesn't even care about my existence. Who would? I am after all a useless son.

My peers in the society he formed are more suitable for the position of his son than me. Everyone in the society is trained to protect their selves from zombies regardless of the fact that the zombies do not attack our hide out.

My father thinks it's a necessity, him and the head of every family with their sons go hunting for zombies which they return to the society with for sports.

I on the other hand do not follow them as I believe that there is a way to cure them!

I am trying to be a doctor even though no ones going to teach me as there are no doctor's around but first aid givers.

I am still perfecting my theory but it will be alot easier if I had a patient!

My father refuses to accept my requests for one of their zombies game. He says if I want one then I should hunt for one but I will never do that as I believe they are still human beings!

My father thinks am crazy for my ideas that I'll end up dead one of the days, he's disappointed that am the only person who hasn't murder a zombie, is a virgin and insists on becoming a doctor and with a theory for curing the zombie sickness, something all the scientist and doctors have lose their mental health doing but I believe I can make it happen if only I can get my hands on one of the zombies but am sure no zombie will think of coming here.

Once they're in, they will never live to tell the tale.

Ah, it's my birthday today and the only gift I received is you, it's not from my father obviously, but from Mrs Patricia Patterson, the oldest and wisest one in the society.

So you'll know, am twenty one years old today, March 1st 3004.

I have to excuse myself for now, I believe my father wants a word.