Running

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Hey everyone, so this is the second time writing this. The first time it was to long so I had to change it, but it will be posted soon. I hope you enjoy!

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Balls of sweat ran down my face, I continue to sprint. It feels like my heart is about to leap out of my out if my chest. They're ganging on me. "Try to lose them in the tree," I say to myself. I run to Patricia park. I continue sprint on the uneven ground. Branches swagging in the night's wind. Roots sticking out of the earth, waiting to send me plummeting to my death. I can hear them moaning. It echoes, bouncing off the trees. My leg begins to turn to jelly. "Just a little further," I say between breaths, but all of a sudden a huge group cuts me off. A freakishly deformed walker limps up to me, I try to fight it off, but I can't. He bits me in the nape if my neck. Blood erupts from my wound and covers my red plaid shirt. I let out a screech of pain, attracting more walkers. A stampede of walkers came charging towards my limp body like kids on Christmas morning. They start tearing at my flash, ripping out and eating my intestines. "Soon I'll be a flesh-eating monster like them," I think to myself, then it all goes black.
Let the transformation begin.

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