My Life x4

My Life x4

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As I get up from the floor, I got pushed against another wall. I was now the AOT me. I took out my blades as they circled around me. Since we where in a hallway of a school i couldn't up so i went straight. I rushed right pass them. I got to the end of the hall when I hit another wall. Jason walked up and punched me. I was myself again. I lay on the floor all beat up. They finally left. I heard someone yell my name. I looked down the hall to see Dj running to me.
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I turned around as Zayn yelled at my to go where he was, there was to many of them I had to fight back. Even if it meant dieing for Celine, Luke and the rest of the guys. I pulled out my Samurai sword and started to swing it around the heads of the zombies. I kept having to turn and run from them, I felt like I didn't have enough time to save everybody, they all came at me as a fast mother fudger pace too. I was up against a random car, trying to catch my breath some. I put the sword down, thinking now was my time to go, and it was. I lived a nice life, everyone else is going and maybe should I. Louis runs up and saves my ass by killing as much as he can. He did kill most, that is until he ran out of bulets. He screams in anger and told the guys to stop sitting on the damn ground and help out some. I felt one touch me, felt like long, sharp nails digging into my soft, moist skin, also known as flesh. It was these creatchers food. They didn't have to eat, sleep, go to the bathroom, or anything by fact. They never go tired. I screamed out in terror as it's mouth was coming closer and closer to my skin. I hope I better be a good meal to them. I shut my eyes, waiting for death to take me away and send me to the one place I know I wanted to be for sure now; heaven.

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