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James. Daniel. Rebekah. Laura. David. Alice. The six people I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I didn't know how long I'd be alive for, all I knew if I trusted them. I need you to understand them, just like I did.

James was one of the people, who'd make you laugh when you're sad by being an idiot. When I first met him, he never appealed to me, eventually he grew on me and before the outbreak me and him were inseparable. It scared me that I had so much in commom with him. Music, film, there was always something. One problem with James, he was too self centred. He thought the world revolved around him.

Rebekah was James' fiancé. She was kind, considerate and beautiful physically, which was completely the opposite to James. I met her at a Halloween party when we were in high school and I knew we'd become close. 

Now Laura, she was a hand full. I can only think of three words to describe that girl: short, loud, provocative. She was crazy about David. They'd been married for five years before the outbreak, nothing could tear those two apart. They were inspiration to everyone because David was diagnosed with a incurable heart condition and he needed severe surgery just to prolong his death, Laura gave herself to him and completely stayed by his side every second. He had at least 10 years to live after the surgery but he didn't care. As long as he could spend every moment with Laura.

Alice was an acquired taste. She was extremely nice and all, but she was an attention seeking shit sometimes. She had a boyfriend which lived in America during the outbreak. It was the first place which was attacked; she didn't even know if he was dead or alive. I could sympathise with her then, but every other moment when she told a sad story I never could believe her. I never thought she would change, so I wasn't shocked when she didn't.

To complete this circle is Daniel. That boy loved me when I couldn't love myself. He protected me when I needed protecting. He saw me as beautiful, knowing I felt as if I had so many imperfections, and he'd always remind me of how much I was in his heart.We were like Laura and David when we were together but we spilt after his mum past. I still loved him but I knew he needed to grieve. I don't know how long it would take for me to overcome a death so violent like his mum's.

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