Note From Zombie

Greetings

for whoever you are reading this.

thank you very much.

i don't know my name, yet.

but i know that i am cured from being zombie.

how am i being cured?

well it will be a bit long so bare with me.

first, i become zombie when deadly virus started to spread many years ago. i don't how long is the many years, but it is very long time.

it is the common zombie apocalypse story, really. evil scientist, making evil virus, it spread to people, people turn to zombie, etc etc and long story short is i got bitten by zombie and turned into one.

then how about me being cured?

the answer is i don't know. but based on my experience, i can give you some clue.

for the start, i cured after being zombie for a long time. very long time. in the span of this long time i began to gain self awareness and slowly my rotten body started to fix itself. until i become a complete corpse of zombie.

next clue is heart. but not in drama way. like find love at first sight, who will let a zombie fall in love anyway?

what i mean by heart is i develop a feelings. for me it was a feeling for grand things. like views of abandoned, ruined city where i roam as zombie. or grand palace where someone with high position used to live and work. for me, those things become a trigger for my heart to feel again. and it also make my hear, literally, to beat again.

the last clue is connection. somehow driven by unknown instict, i began to try to make connection with my fellow zombie. tried to talk but as a zombie, even teeth scratching is already looks like a word. since not many of us have out vocal chord intact and those that do have it already forget to use it for years.

and so after some months of magical change that almost no one ever heard of, i become alive again. become human. with perks.

my body somehow form itself in the most optimal condition. and i am stronger than normal human physically. at least as much i remember when i compare my current self with my previous time as human. i hit hard, i run fast, and i dodge quick. how do i know it? well some jelous zombie tried to bite me again and since i am tired of being slow grunting mindless being, i fight and i win.

and now to end this letter for you reader, i just wany to say.

you may find people like me somewhere out there. who is cured from being zombie.

please treat them with kindness and understanding because they don't know who they are, as much as i don't know who i am. we lost most of our pre zombie memories and those that remain is not really explain about ourself.

thank you for reading this letter.

please put it back where you find it so the next person who read it can learn from it.

with respect and love

your unknown cured zombie