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"I got a pocket, got pocket full of sunshine I got a love, got a love and he's all mine- *crunch* *moan*
"come on out you ass you interrupted my singing, and it sounded really good!" I laughed. A walker curved around a tree and started limping toward me. "Take me a wayyyy a secret place! A sweet escape! Take me away!" I sing yelled as I sliced up the walkers head with my katana. "God I hate you." I said kicking the dead corpse. I kept walking around in the woods until I found a tree branch to sit on. It has been a few years since I have seen my family, I don't know what happened to either of them. The only thing I do know is that my sister was taken and my mom left us also there is flesh eating "used to be humans" that have taken over the world now and my life is one big happy story! Not. I mean I turn sixteen tomorrow but I can't celebrate it with anyone because I have no one. Loud moans snapped me out of my thoughts. A large herd of walkers were coming my way. "Shit." I started running out of the woods until I reached a road and started following it wondering where it would lead me.
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I have been walking for quite a while and it was getting dark. Luckily there was an abandoned car that was in pretty good shape. I walked around it and looked in a somewhat visible window. "Ahh shit!" I screamed falling down. A walker was in the car and popped out of nowhere scaring the crap out of me. "Grrawbreh." The walker growled at me. I slowly opened the door and let the walker fall out. "Bye bitch!" I said stabbing the thing in the head. It's the little things that I say that crack me up. I crawled into the car and made myself a bed, locked the doors and covered the windows. I lay there on my back looking at the top of the car, I pulled out my knife and carved my initials into the foam. M.J it said. I just laid there thinking about my mama. Where is she? Is she dead? Does she think about me? I sighed. Rolling over on my side I put my knife down and drifted off to sleep.
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THIS WAS A WEIRD CHAPTER!
I was just introducing my character and how she acts towards walkers (the dead) and how she feels about her mom.
(It was also short sorry)
xx emily
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Hayran KurguMarley Johnson, a teenager who grew up in the midwest finds herself living with people she calls her family. But, are not her real family. The world she once knew growing up in iowa is now gone. All she knows now is how to stab a knife into rotten f...
