The girl in the spotty pyjames: Part 1

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The weather was dull and boring nobody was playing because it was dull no reasons in that. It was so wired. And nobody was around just me and tumblweed rounding across the road with me just me watching it out of My hospital window, i don't know how I got there it is starting to worry me am I disabled or have I had a surgery because side hurts or maybe I got shot in the side, probably it made me disabled.i hear something in the corridor it sounds like fast walking I am scared I thought to hide under my cover but it was full of burnt ashes I was frightend. It comes towards me I was scared like nobody else. It is near me I think it is next to me I keep on saying to myself ' please don't be a zombie ' I look I saw another person I think that is what you call them because I can't remember and why am I saying zombie because they are not real and I don't what they are.i am wondering if I have a mum or dad I know what one of those are because my memory has come back from my school lessons in California now I am in New York how did I get there I am wondering I think there was a bomb attack I think so anyway.I think zombies are in the hospital I have been hearing moaning and groaning and I saw somebody green and it looked like a zombie I was flipping scared so I just screamed out loud all the zombie saw me I was frightened to look up out of my cover, I was scream a crying for my mum and dad from all of a sudden I found a letter, from my mummy and daddy ( sometimes i call them that so what ) it was a paragraph going on about what had happened in our city of California after that I came out, I saw a white doll with red circles for cheeks that was on a Bicycle I went back under. I pretended to be asleep when he came over , thinking in my head will this ever end. That I why I am In hospital with him, saw somebody next to me with the heart monitor saying beep for about 1 hour. I know as a 15 year old she is dead, with blood going down her mouth and full of blood. The more the day went by I look at her facial features and I start to remember that her mum and dad died in our middle school years and she had no one by her side to look after her and she was very sducidal at the age of 11 which is a very young age to be doing things like that. 5 days goes past and the nurses come pick her up then throw her across the rows of hospital beds and she check me to see if am fine but it is not the nurse it was a rescuer.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 01, 2018 ⏰

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