[ WP ] You are a zombie in the middle of an apocolypse who lost all their memories and humanity . each time you feed and infect , you slowly gain back a bit of both .

I remember the first day I started... Remembering. 
 
 Well, remembering *again*. 
 
 Of course, I can recall now where I was before the virus bombings started. One minute I'm bumming around with my friends at the skate park. The next, I'm elbows deep in something I can hardly recognize as human. 
 
 It was a bit of a shake-up to say the least. Those following days, I was more of an observer than anything else, merely watching my decrepit body hunt anything that moved. Soon, after a few weeks and a few small animals torn to shreds, I could feel my feet. 
 
 It was strange, really. I managed to corner what I could only hope to think was some kind of deer, and I watched myself claw away at the insides of this poor thing. I could hear the death rattles of my meal. It truly disgusted me, beyond anything I ever experienced while I was alive. 
 
 Then, I stood up. 
 
 Not the thing I was watching, But *me*. The only thing I could think about was feasting on that poor creature. Then the next, and the next, and the next. I ca n't bear the thought of being one of them. If you're reading this, I hope I've managed to tie myself in the upper floor of this building. I want you to come and find me. I want you to kill me. 
 
 I can never forgive myself for what I did to those poor people. The screams, the blood, the viscera, it's all more than I can bear. This body I'm hiding in is n't human. Every time the grey shifts to black, and the ashes fall on the barren ground, I learn more of what I have done, and what I can do in this creature. You have to set me free... 
 
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 Thank you so much for reading my story! This is my very first post on WritingPrompts, so advice/critique is always greatly appreciated! 
 
 EDIT: Repeated word.. Oops!
