the other day, I woke up from a really horrifying zombie dream. I've had this same dream multiple times, but each time I get a little closer to death. This time, I was dangling from a white iron-wrought staircase. Beneath me were a group of crazed, salivating zombies, just waiting for me to drop.
I've been told that you can't fear something that does not exist, and according to.. common sense, I guess, zombies do not exist. However, nothing that exists now was once only imagined. Zombies do exist, if only in my dreams, and I think it is completely logical that I am afraid of them.
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