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Chapter Two (I apologize for my terrible status of keeping up with this story) --- Dawn sunlight was whisking across the early morning plains.
Please comment with anything you may have to say. This is a true story. It was not over exaggerated in the least. I entered this version of this story in the news and tribune.
The ocean is icy Its embrace like a fist. We dive into a blackness I have tried to resist. Foam pulling me under I fight for a gasp And all the while you escape from my grasp.
"Hey. I manage to shreek out before my body hits the water. My one secret, that one thing nobody knew finally backfired, not bding able to swim.
Black and white, black and white. All I could see was black and white. It almost killed me then and there. How could something so obsessive be so real.
Things to read: -The Hunger Games, just for the fact that it will take your life away from you, and give it back to you in a whole different way.
Chapter 5 I felt the car collide and jerked forward,the seat belt tearing a large gash in my neck. I screamed again and started coughing up blood.
2112. The year where everything stops. People had been predicting it for years, but no one listened. No one paid attention. And no one survived.
The darkness descended and settled upon the city, spreading like a disease. Lights flickered then went out as families bade each other goodnight.
I woke, my ears buzzing as I tasted the sour flavour of my own blood oozing from my lip. I couldn't see anything. I felt around me but I could barely move.
Down by the sea You will find me Building us a home To keep you safe and warm. Gathering food For me and for you A hunter not the prey. I'll build all things To keep fresh water in.
One day a group of people went in a under ground cave and there was a horrible sound approaching to us it was the terrible sound it sounded like a zombie dogs and ghosts we was in the hell of death...
Three men who were lost in the forest were captured by cannibals. The cannibal king told the prisoners that they could live if they pass a trial.
Real name: Rock Bottom. I'm Writing this because I've been there more than once and every time I have, I imagine this.
His lonely tears where washed away, by the unforgiving rain. He had hidden himself away from the world, he had hidden himself from the shame. Now he was a Wolf's Head, a wanted man of the woods.
"You guys were walking awfully fast." Gavin said nonchalantly, putting his arm around Lydia's shoulder. Lydia suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
I ran - terrified as the Earth shuddered beneath me as I stumbled and fell. But suddenly I found myself being lifted off the ground before I could pick myself up.
The dusty cobbled steps screeched beneath my untamed nails as my paws gently pressed against the cool street.
I awake to the smell of smoke and rise immediately, fearing the possibility of a fire. I look around and my vision was impaired.
As he ran across the open fields, his two dogs by his side. The three of them travelled together, to keep each other alive. Society fell quickly, and chaos fell about.
Lydia had never been afraid of the dark. But the darkness now, was terrifying. Lydia couldn't see a foot in front of her. All she could hear was the shallow breathing of the others.
can'tbreathecan'tbreathecan'tbreathe. air. why are we leaning. another plane ohshitohshitnottheothertowernowhy. probably another coming my way maybe not but do I.
I look at the wave of people crashing towards me and blink, rooted to the spot. The bodies slam into me and I hurtle onto the littered, dusty floor.
This is the day that the Great Sorrow is supposed to come. Everyone has their doors locked and windows closed tightly shut. I don't believe in the Great Sorrow.