Ebola Outbreak Horror

Ebola Outbreak Horror

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You think that you can never suffer because you have everything you need to survive ,but just when you realize that maybe...just maybe, our life can never be perfect, you discover there can be little obstacles( Like stealing) when then, you also find out that there are even bigger obstacles heading your way. Never underestimate the darkness because usually, there is never hope finding its own way. More than half of the population of the USA has Ebola and since you know that the government has the cure to this, you think that he'll cure EVERYONE or at least 1/4 of the population...right? Well...you are DEAD WRONG... LITERALLY... you get it... DEAD wrong.... c'mon it's a classic joke... never mind, anyways, the reason the government doesn't want to cure ANYONE is because he wants to steal more property from those who die with Ebola and steal their money as well. To make things worse, the government sent all his polices, army, and FBI to kill all HIS citizens that have Ebola. Could things get any worse?
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Forever

Unable to age, unable to die. So many people want me, but they can't have me. They want to experiment on me and use my blood to make more people like me. They want an army, an army that will take over humanity. An army that will end the world. I am a fighter, I work alone. But I have more problems then just them chasing me to worry about. I'm looking for something, wanting to be someone else, I'm hunting for my freedom. I don't want this, I don't want this life. This live and never die or age crap, I'm done with it. I can never love a man because we won't die old together, I want freedom from this. I walk around everyday seeing families, happy and smiling; it kills me inside. I want that, but I can't have that. I can't have that because of this curse, because of this group of people trying to catch me, use me. I may be human but we all know I'm beyond important. Others think it's incredible! I hate it, I want out, I want to be free.. But can I ever truly be?

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