Sunday, June 29, 2008

Mal's Meme

The following meme is from Mal, the largest zombie I know. Mal doesn't talk a whole lot, but he's sweet on Karen (who isn't) and he gave it to her. She and Phoebe are really into this meme for some reason.


Mal's Meme

1. How did you die? Shot in the back

2. How long have you been gone? two and a half years

3. Death age/true age? 18/20

4. What do you miss most about being alive? My grandmother's cooking, working out, my little boy. Not in that order.

5. What, if anything, is cool about being a zombie? No more pain. Physical pain.

6. How did your family react to you coming back? My ex-girlfriend won't see me and she won't let me see my son. I still visit my grandma, though it is hard for her.

7. Most humiliating moment as a zombie? Not seeing my son since I died

8. Visible signs of zombiism? Bullet holes in my back. Slow as molasses.

9. Goals/ambition? See my son one last time, even if he doesn't see me.

10. "If I were alive today, I would..." Be something I never tried to be...a father.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Colette's Meme

COLETTE'S MEME

1. How did you die? I drowned in Lake Oxoboxo

2. How long have you been gone? about nine months

3. Death age/true age? 16/16

4. What do you miss most about being alive? Hanging out with my friends

5. What, if anything, is cool about being a zombie? Nothing

6. How did your family react to you coming back? My father chased me off our lawn when I came back, and then my parents moved away without telling me where they were going.

7. Most humiliating moment as a zombie? See #6

8. Visible signs of zombiism? I'm very pale and very slow.

9. Goals/ambition? To find my older brother--I want to know what my parents told him about me.

10. "If I were alive today, I would..." talk to my parents about zombies and encourage them to be more understanding.

Monday, June 23, 2008

The Zombie Meme

Phoebe wrote this, and thought it would be a fun thing to do on the site. The first person she gave it to was Jacinta, a newlydead at the Haunted House. Phoebe's plan is to have as many zombies as possible fill it out, so feel free to cut and paste an answer.

Why she wants to do this, I have no idea. She also says that if you have any other good questions to post them.


1. How did you die?

2. How long have you been gone?

3. Death age/true age?

4. What do you miss most about being alive?

5. What, if anything, is cool about being a zombie?

6. How did your family react to you coming back?

7. Most humiliating moment as a zombie?

8. Visible signs of zombiism?

9. Goals/ambition?

10. "If I were alive today, I would..."

JACINTA'S MEME

1. How did you die? I can't tell you, it's way too pathetic and embarassing. Lets call it "Death by Misadventure"

2. How long have you been gone? 3 months, 7 days, six hours.

3. Death age/true age? 14/14. I would have turned fifteen in October.

4. What do you miss most about being alive? My friend Cassandra. Her mother won't let her speak to me.

5. What, if anything, is cool about being a zombie? Not having to go to bed.

6. How did your family react to you coming back? With surprise! But my parents were actually really happy. My little brother gets mad because he says I get all the attention now.

7. Most humiliating moment as a zombie? Being pelted with rocks by kids I usedto babysit for.

8. Visible signs of zombiism? I have a really, really bad scar that I keep covered at all times. I'm very, very slow, too.

9. Goals/ambition? To live again!

10. "If I were alive today, I would..." listen to my parents more. OMG did I just type that????

Monday, June 16, 2008

The Voice of Generation Dead

I was at the Haunted House the other day with Karen. We were looking at the "Wall of the Dead", where we post up all of the photos of zombies that we've taken or that people have sent us, and I commented that there were about twice as many as there were just a couple months ago.

Takayuki was playing cards on the floor with Tayshawn and this new kid everyone calls Popeye. Popeye is kind of weird--he never takes his sunglasses off, for starters, and he thinks he's an artist or something. Anyhow, he hears me make this comment and says "And we owe it all to you, Tommy Williams--the voice of Generation Dead." Imagine your most sarcastic friend using his/her most sarcastic tone, with a few speech pauses, and you'll be pretty close to how Popeye sounded.

Tak told him to shut up and play. Tak and I don't see eye to eye on a lot of things, but there's a grudging respect between us, I guess.Popeye did like he was told but his words got me thinking. I was standing there, looking at all these zombie kids, most of them lost or forgotten or abandoned, and his words rang in my ear. I almost felt dizzy.

"Don't be mad, Tommy," Karen said, like she could sense what I was feeling. She's got a habit of knowing my thoughts. "Even though he was being a jerk, he's right. And it's a good thing."

I hope she's right. There's more kids on that wall every day.

Friday, June 13, 2008

A Thought for Summertime

It's getting hot outside. Don't forget to wear sunscreen.

I do. It works really, really well.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

White Vans, Part II

I'm sorry I haven't posted for a few days. Some days I'm just dead on my feet.

Sorry, just a little zombie humor, there. So yesterday I looked out the window and thought I saw a white van pull into the driveway of the trailer next to ours. I couldn't see it once it was parked, though, because the drive is on the other side of the trailer.

I went outside to investigate.I know I was being stupid, because Mom was at the hospital ministering the sick. So just Gamera and I were at home, and Gamera would probably love it if someone wrapped me in an old rug and threw me in the back of a van. But it was a bright sunny afternoon, so I didn't think they'd try anything. One of my neighbors was out working on his car, also. Besides, I'm the only dead person in the park, so if they had any business here at all, it was with me.

I went down the steps and crossed the space between our yards, trying not to drag-step too much. It's something I've been working on and have been mostly successful, but it is one of those things, like a nervous twitch or expression that I'm sometimes not even aware I'm doing it. But I got to the edge of the trailer and started to peer around the corner when the van kicked into gear and started roaring back down the driveway in reverse.

I got a really good look at the van and the driver. I got a totally clear look at the huge Fed Ex logo on the side. The driveway, when she saw me peeking at her like a moron, even smiled and waved at me.

How embarrassing.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

White Vans

I've seen a white van parked at the edge of the trailer park twice now. The second time I went outside to go take a look at the driver but I was still coming down the steps when it started up and drove away. I didn't see the driver or the plates. The white paint gleamed in the sunlight, making the vehicle look new or at least recently washed. There weren't any windows in the back, and the ones at the front were tinted. I've seen a similar van--or the same one--parked across the street from my school. I've never seen anyone get in or out of the vehicle.

I'm sure there are hundreds of thousands of white vans driving the roads of America, so I'm sure that me writing about them just makes me seem like a paranoid dead teen. But I do think that it is odd that out of the dozen or so articles I've found on the web regarding zombie abductions, two of them mention a white van as possibly being involved in the abduction. The detail stands out to me, mainly because such articles rarely have any detail at all beyond "a living impaired youth was reported taken"--half the time that's all you get, as though we don't have names.

Most zombie abductions--and reterminations--go unreported by traditional news sources, the stories surviving only as oral histories passed on among undead teens. Almost every zombie I know has known another that has been taken or reterminated. Even prior to starting this website and getting word of similar stories from around the country I personally knew three zombies that aren't to be found anymore. What happened to one of the three was a deciding fact in my mother's decision to move us to Oakvale.

So maybe I'm a paranoid maniac. Or maybe you ought to watch yourselves when you see shiny new white cargo vans parked and running on the shoulder of the road.