Dystopian Daylight
by A.L. Watkins
Monsters. Deadheads. Lamebrains. Zombies. No, I'm not stuck in a bad horror flick, but I am surrounded by the undead. At least, I think I am. There's those who are alive, but aren't really living. There are those who see things, but do nothing. Then there are people like me: I see the destruction of potential, the heartbreak of an unfulfilled life, and I vow to never go down that road. I feel...