Introduction

I love my girlfriend more than anything in the world! She's sweet, ambitious, and hot... I'd probably even go out on a limb and say she's the one. Or at least she was the one. She's everything I've ever hoped for and more.


There is only one problem...



She is a Zombie. I am reminded of this every time she leans on for a kiss, for fear that she will eat my face off.

There are a lot of problems with having an undead girlfriend. One of the first obstacles was trying to figure out how to tell her that she was dead. Of course this was after I had spent about a week locked up in a room trying to decide how to kill her

Most of you will think I'm crazy for not just doing it then and there after the accident, but it's been three months and we've been coping pretty well with her disease.

In those months I have had a lot of mixed feelings...



For the most part she's just a little bit crazier than before, a lot lazier, and much more slow and clumsy. Sure some of her habits are a bit strange...



But when she's not rummaging through the garbage or following me around the house drooling, she pretty much just sits around and plays video games or watches tv.


We often worry about my mortality, I'm not really sure how much longer I'll last in Riverview with my flesh and sanity intact. About half the town is already infected, but somehow most of the survivors seem to avoid our undead counterparts pretty well, and even in a lot of places coexist with them.

Although, aside from me, all of the people crazy enough to try and live in the same house as a Zombie eventually have been turned.



I know my chances are probably slim. At this stage I'd say it's even statistically impossible that I will stay human, but I make the best of it because I know deep down that my Jenny is still somewhere in there. I catch glimpses of it every once in a while.

And who am I kidding, it's not like I'm going to find another girlfriend in this town...