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The burn.
The pain.
Me and 20
Surviving game.
The zombies are coming
We must go a runnin
We go
For that are slow.

This is terror
This is
This is

Why am I writhing like this, I'm about to die.
This is the year 2020.
I am Sarabeth. I am 19.
I am blind in one eye and my left arm is gone. I am scared. I witnessed my parents death, I watched as my brother changed. Changed into one of them. That's when I ran. Finily I reached the place. Home to all the survivers in Ct. A mere 20. I must find others. We won't stop. Got to go, a zombie reached 70 yards of the place.

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