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I held on to her as they ran after me. They wanted us dead. She cried, telling me to go back for my wife. She begged me and pushed me, clawed me, but I held onto her. I couldn't let her go to, never. 

"Daddy please, mommy, she is still alive. Please," she screamed," she is still alive please." I ran through trees, the monsters. All she did was cry. Telling me to face them. I heard there breathes come closer to us. I was hurting all over with there tools sticking out of my back. With every big hill i had to run up they would go deeper into my back. The sadness clouded her eyes, and the sudden shock of pain constantly surprised me. "Baby girl, please, I know." I start to make the portal as they had gotten closer, if I wasn't going to make it then she should. My love for my child had grown to strong for me to bare her death that was waiting. " You can't stay here." I made sure that it was ready to close as soon as they got me.

She looked at me, those pale eyes. Her pale features stung me as she cried. "Daddy what are you doing?" She looked at me worried," You are going to be amazing, sweets. You will live the long life I never got to live. But trust me, I will certainly miss you. No matter what you do, you won't remember me or mommy or even our fun games and love." I started to cry myself. "I love you no matter what ,okay, no matter what. You keep going." I kissed her forehead with the sad realization that I will never see her again. 

"I will see you again right, Daddy?" I turned behind me to see there flashlights starting to surround us. "I am so sorry," I cried out to her as I threw her into the black pit. I saw her face. Her eyes were spilling tears, and her love has disappeared. She was gone and so was the portal stone that kept it open. I sat there on my knees as they were now around me with guns, needles, and dog - like creatures. There fangs gathered my flesh. The guns put holes through me, and the needles shot poison into my blood stream. Those weapons didn't effect me anymore. She was gone and I was left without a family that will never remember me. 

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The sounds of horror filled my head that night along with the stomach pain. Both joined each other in a battle of who could hurt me the most. The thing I found comforting anymore was the beating heart that I would do anything to find. I would run at people, kill them, even murder the family they know way to well. But nothing. After a while people forgot about me and my specie. 

The world now filled with oil, clouded skies, dead bodies, and dead animals. The fog, that would fall upon this area,  follow me. Drudging through dead homes of once filled with the warmth of friends and family. Homes that carried lives upon the limits, but the sad truth had become our biggest down fall. 

I would often try to fly, but, no matter what I did, the virus inside of me would just pull me down. Each time falling to the ground, crying, then trying again. Almost like throwing a fit of some sort. Having a huge tantrum. 

"Let me fly," I would glitch out and fall to the ground. "I-I-I-I-I don't und-d-d-d-derstand,' I glitched uncontrollably as I fell again and again. I felt myself separate as the glitching continued, then found myself getting back together. The pain, the ongoing pain of having this and this world all to myself, alone. The only one to still go on, only to be turned down by the nonexistent society before me.  The sad truth that nothing could spare from me. The Sick twisted world, with no purpose. The death that has remained locked inside me for me to care for, only to figure out there was no way to care for it. They put it inside of me knowing that I wouldn't be able to run from it.

I screamed as the rain fell from the sky. Hearing faint laughter of a girl running with friends.

I am sorry this is short but i have to go somewhere right now.

Bye my Poker Games