One with Nature

One with Nature

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Peace was the only thing I wanted. The only thing I wanted in life was to lay in the sunny meadow, bathing myself in the sun. Where the grass tickles my toes and the green spring leafs dance in the skies. Where the animals gather and sleep. Where life is enchanting and everything normal would shine in a special way. But I can't have it. With a new deadly uncured sickness turns up and starts to turn people to mutants, the only thing I can do is to watch my beautiful world shatter into millions off pieces and see the blood painted on our holy world. The only thing I can do is watch and run. I'm such a wimp, the only thing I can do is run while my world is in danger and when the human race is close to nothing but monsters. I can't say "it's going to be okay" again, because I know it's not. The only thing I can say is, "Hell is turning over."
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(Currently being rewritten under a new name The Claimed) Everything changed when they came out of hiding, terror spread across the world as people began to question if our presidents and our global leaders lied to us and weren't from the same race. The Beasts blended in amongst us as if we were the same, except humans didn't have the same predatory instincts and we couldn't change our forms like they could. Soon after we learnt that we weren't the only species people began going missing. Some were unlucky and taken as something that the Beasts called a Mate that one word made fear spread throughout my veins, I would rather sell my soul than have one of them mutts chain me to them. Six months went by before the government, that was un-tainted by this vile race began to take action into their own hands contacting other countries and militaries causing the great war to happen, sending both my parents off to fight for our rights. Only one of them came back, two months was the longest we lasted before we were overpowered by them. Six years of living in this dysfunctional environment and my hatred had never dwindled. Some people still believed in god and had faith in him, I didn't know what I believed in but I prayed like everyone else that I would get through another day without hearing the soul crushing word 'Mate'. DARK THEMES THROUGHOUT. UNEDITED © All rights reserved© #1 in hunt 19/06/2019 #1 in human 19/06/2019 #1 in sanity 19/012019 #3 in mate 19/06/2019 #4 in mates 19/06/2019 #5 in hunted 19/06/2019 #1 Post-apocalyptic 30/8/19 #8 in dystopian 7/10/19 #4 in Escape 24/10/19

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