RUNNING
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Do you like it? The feeling of being a hero? The feeling as if you're the last hope of humanity, and they're all counting on you for they're survival? You like the feeling don't you? The feeling of every looking at you, as if you're so important. The feeling of having a purpose? Or maybe it's not that...you just like the feeling of power don't yah? Having all the power of your hands to make life move on or not. It's would feel good, wouldn't it? Well, whatever reason it is, I'd gladly change my place with yours. I never wanted to be important, I never wanted to have a purpose. I was just one of 'em watching the world turn and turn. I mean, I was already happy with her, who else did I need? Then I saw her die, then I saw the world die, then I saw everyone die. And yet here I am, the power in the palm of my hands, the cure flowing though my veins. I could have just accepted my fate, then everything could have been over. I'm not really a bad guy, I'm really not. But I just don't want to go through all that you know? I mean, what has society ever done to me? They deserve to be dead for all I care. Heck, I wish I was dead. I don't wanna go through this anymore. But something inside me, like a voice continuously nagging in my head to "keep going". It almost sounds like her, my mother, the one person I only cared about in this damn world. Hehe, I hear her voice again. Probably just this forest getting to me, or maybe all this running is just making me crazy. Well whatever it is, I have to keep going. I might as well DIE before Kal could ever get his hands on me. I've been so paranoid about him that I would occasionally hear his voice in my head whispering my name. "Lisa...Lisa....we found you Williams." Lisa Williams? Oh yah that's my name. I can't believe a 13 year old already keeps forgetting simple shit like that. Hehe...like I said, this forest is getting to me. Well for what is worth, my name is Lisa Williams and I am always running.
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