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Undead Love

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Time 49m

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"I closed my eyes tight, trapping in all the tears and I tightened my fist to release my anger. All I could hear was my heart beating faster and faster. All I could feel was the wind brushing against my hair. If I was truly destined for greatness, like Matty said, then why had my life led me to this moment so soon, the moment of my death. I took a deep breath in, and I jumped. It wasn't a scary fall, but it felt as if I was floating. For once in my life, I was at peace. I wished that this would go on forever, but it couldn't. So instead, I counted to ten in my head, knowing that ten would be my last thought in this world. As I counted, my entire life flashed before my eyes. My family and friends, I was to miss them all. Mom, Alex, Dad...Matty. Oh how I was going to miss him. His eyes, his hair, his hands, his touch, his laugh. My thoughts went on and on about Matty, but by the time I reached ten, everything went black."
        Leah Andrews
        1997-2015All Rights Reserved

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