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To Close to the End

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Reads 760
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Parts 24
Time 1h 38m

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I ran through the halls of the school. My heartbeat in my ears. My hands grew sweaty as I ran toward the door. The walkers groans echoed through the halls as the short haired girl caught up to me. We opened the door and gasped, my whole world was in flames. My old life was gone.All Rights Reserved

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We are dead

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