Z.A series(On Hold!)
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Última publicación lun, jun 5, 2017
Luke:" Avery its going to be okay."
me:"everything is not okay if I'm shot in the shoulder."
Luke:"be quiet the walkers are near the gun shot set them towards us."
me:"where did every one go and who was it that shot me?'
Luke:"I don't know yet I think there's another group."
the sound of foot steps keeps them both quiet. The weren't regular foot steps it was walkers and I couldn't find my self to get up. Luke would have to leave me to die.
A/N:so this is the prologue ,if you like huge time holes and bad punctuation and grammar this is for you. This is not my first time writing but I'm am still trying by the way I'm really young. I hope you will continue to read my book . thank you
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