First of all, please realize that I am not really a Zombie, never have been. Just alone and afraid to lose my job. Once you start pretending to be a Zombie you really can’t go back on something like that. My real name is Mollie, but everyone calls me Ohio, because that is where I am from. I don’t have a problem with being called Ohio; I just think that it is weird. The first thing I notice is that all the locals just nod when I am introduced, like, “Oh, of course you are from Ohio.” Is it the good teeth, clean hair, no Bronx accept? I don’t know, but they all just nod, like it makes perfect sense to them.
I was naive, I know it now. I came to the city to be something and all I have done is barely get by. A few auditions and I gave up on the acting and dancing on a theater stage and now all I do is act like a Zombie all day long and dance on stage for men. It sounds similar, but it feels totally different. I don’t even want to cry about it anymore, a Zombie can’t be seen crying.
