"HEY! GET BACK HERE JAMIE! I WASN'T DONE!" I screamed down the pathway in which I was chasing my brother Jamie. We were playing a game, nothing harmful. He had ran away from me and I was chasing him.
"CATCH ME IF YOU CAN LOSER!" He turned around, and held up a L that he made with his fingers against his forehead while continuing to run away from me.
"OH FUCK YOU!" I yell. Suddenly, a rock appears out of nowhere. I lose my balance, and get sent tumbling to the ground in a cloud of dust, and more rocks. "FUCK!" I scream. I could feel warm tears start pouring down my cheeks. I didn't know if Jamie had heard me or if he just kept running, but once I opened my eyes, it didn't even matter anymore. Thick, red blood was dripping down from my legs and arms. Just the sight of blood made me want to gag, and so this was next level shit.
I feel a hand on my shoulder. My eyes focus on a pair of heads, wait. No. It was just one head. That was staring down at me.
"Jeez what happened Clara?" He said while looking down at me with eyes full of terror.
"I- I don't know." I whisper while looking back at the dusty ground, now covered in blood.
Hey!!! I'm back with a new book. Probably should continue writing my other books but I just had sudden motivation to start a new one along this story line! I wrote this chapter at like 12:00 at night, also on a school night so I'm deff gonna be out of it in the morning but who cares as long as I get my thoughts out right! Haha. I don't even know when I might update any of my books next, including this one. So just stay patient with me guys! I'm always super busy with school and sports and most of the time don't know what to write due to lack of motivation and writers block. So, I shall see you wherever my brain decides to write next. Also sorry for the short chapter even though it's a prologue to the actual book.
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Apocalypse
Adventure[I yearn to feel the touch of another, yet instead I am embraced in the cold, dead arms of my own brother.] A story of someone who just wants to cry in someone else's shoulder. But there is no one to cry into.
