While spinning across the room my life flashes before my eyes. Dad, mum, Jenny and then Max. MAX! He is still here. I can't leave him. I pull myself up, I struggle in the direction I feel Max is. I pull myself through smashed and broken streets where family homes once stood. The ghosts of the innocent call out to me as I slowly slip into their world, my vision flashing and the smells burning my nose. But I'm almost there.
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This Treacherous World
Short StoryThis is a very short (COMPLETE) story about a girl from a very realistic world war three that could happen any time now. THIS IS A MUST READ AND WILL MAKE YOU CRY PLEASE READ follow,comment and like ❤️❤️
