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MatureOngoing5m
Last published Sun, Jan 12, 2020
( Hey there! Welcome to the story description! This is my very first book so don't go too hard on me ^^; As I said, this is my first book so it may not be so good haha.well hope you enjoy the story! (cue the story description)
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Y/n is a pretty average y/g with pretty average looks and a pretty average life. But that's ok, y/n liked it that way, so much so, that y/n wouldn't get in anything above or below average. Y/n started thinking they were going to live like that for the rest of their life. But one day, all of that total averageness, ended.
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Corpses. Carcasas. Death. Bodies. Blood. Whatever you want to call it. It was everywhere. On the street, the lawns of now abandoned houses. It was a big, bloody mess. I turned towards Alec to find him squating over the small body he had just shot at. Alec smiled at the small now deceased girl." Her eyes are so expressive, even in death." Alec's face contorted into one of sadness as tears fell down his tanned skin. "She liked to go to the park ... hic..and pretend she was an A-astronaut.." He lifted his hand and closed the corpse's eyes and stood up. " C'mon, lets go." As he walked away, I took one last look at my hometown. "Goodbye, i'll miss you." I smiled and left my memories behind that I know, I would soon forget.
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