Chapter 8

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   We run from one side of the forest to the other. And we keep running. Running and running, all we have is an ax and a pocket knife. We run toward my grandparents house.

   Finally getting there I toss the ax at Charles and toss the pocket knife to Taylor.

   "Stay here, I will get supplies, stay safe, keep away from those, next where going to a store." I say in a commanding voice.

   I run in and grab a couple of backpacks fill one with ammo for pistols and shotgun rounds. Then hook the pistol on my belt loop and throw the 22 around my back with the strap on it. The others I put a couple lighters and lighter fluid, can openers, and a couple pans on the outside, leaving the last one empty for food when we go to the store. I grab all of the money and run out.

   I throw the empty one to Charles throw the one with lighters and stuff to Taylor and keep the one on me.

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