Chapter Three: Friends

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It has been a few days and the survivors had set up a semi-permanent camp. They had food and water and plenty of shelter. Jude was still in her coma, but everyone else was healing nicely. It was as perfect as it was going to get, except one thing, no one in the group had any intentions of opening up about themselves to anybody. They all thought they would be rescued soon enough, and it was pointless spending time with these random people for a few days. Finally Mags spoke up,
"Why are you guys so quiet, who knows how long we'll be here, we might as well make some friends while we're here, shouldn't we?"
"Maybe some people don't have things they want to share." Stila scoffed. "I mean, some things are best kept secret."
"I don't mean share your secrets!" the old woman laughed, "Even just tell me your names, or ages!"
Reluctantly, a few members obliged, telling their names and ages. They were all so hesitant because they didn't live in a great city, there were many gangs and issues.
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"Hey, guys! You might want to come over here, quickly!" Rufus yelled, the lumberjack stood beside Jude's bed, where she was stirring, it seemed like she was going to get up.
Mags, Stila and Jude's aunt rushed to her bedside, "If she's getting up now, we need some medicine for her! Something natural, find me chamomile, it will keep her calm!" Mags barked to her aunt.
"Ok Judie, I'll be back when you get up." She smiled, kissing her niece on the forehead.
"Now!"
And with that, she was off...

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 07, 2015 ⏰

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