Best Pray Your Dead

Best Pray Your Dead

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It was the middle of the night beth was still slepping. the night we left the prison her dad died and she watched.shes broken. It was morning now beth was up we packed are things we started walking we on a few runs back at the prison we saw a store on one of the runs thats where we're headed when we're on are way we herd a scream it was meika. Lizzie was on the ground dead. Mekia was on the ground crying beth ran over to mekia and sat with her and asked what happend. " we where running from 3 walkers and we dident see the 2 walkers in front of us lizzie fell and one bit into her neck then they all came for her" we had to make sure lizzie dident turn so i had to shot her in the head. We gave lizzie a funeral and stayed in the woods for the night. When we got up we couldent find mekia so we started looking for her. We went to lizzies grave and meika was sitting there crying into her legs. Beth walked up to her and said "Its not your fault mekia" but mekia stayed crying"we have to Leave"
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My Woods

'"What are you doing here?!" I scolded. "What are you doing here?!" Hunter said. "You didn't answer my question!" I said to him. He looked at me and I knew what was coming next. He suddenly turned from furious to comforting. "What's is this place?" He whispered and opened his arms. I examined him cautiously before breaking and running into his arms. I cried against his strong build. He stroked my hair and whispered repetitively, "Its ok. I'm here now. Don't worry. I'm all yours."' Everyone has to start somewhere. My life started without a dad. People change their minds and people make mistakes. My mom did just that when she left me at four years old with my Great Aunt Lorie. I know where my mom lives, but I wish I didn't. Don't get me wrong, I still love her to death, but sometimes...forgiveness...is hard to give out...to everyone. 'I jumped over the river that I had never crossed before. I heard my mom calling my name behind me, but I ignored her. Tears streamed down my face. Now, on the other side of the river, I was in a forest, jumping over logs and fallen tree trunks, pushing leaves out of my face. I stopped when I finally felt fully isolated. I sat down on a small rock and cried and cried and cried. I guess this is where I will stay for now. I guess these are just my woods for now. Just my woods for now.'

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