Saving Mary

Saving Mary

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Her long chocolate brown hair meets up with her waist, as I began to loose myself by thinking about her, I get interrupted by a shrieking noise. I turn to look across as I see her eyes filling up with tears and a feared look comes across her face. "we are never getting out of this nightmare... aren't we?" she said whispering with fear coming out of her mouth, "together we are. i promise you." i looked down and held her hand as we began to look at the overview of swarming dead corpses, roaming around.
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"Kill..." the low whispering voice trailed off into my head. I don't think the strange whispering voice came from anyone in the room. It was too loud; too abnormel; too deadly. Suddenly a cold shiver ran down my back making me scream and cry out for someone, something, anything. I want to be alone, somwhere dark, somewhere safe. My eyes open to see a woman cradling me in her arms. A man with red eyes, tan skin, and blonde hair starred at me. His eyes sunk into my head making me wince. The woman is natuarlly warm and comfortable, but her face is stained with tears mixed with blood on her, once beautiful, face. She smeared some of the blood onto my puffy cheeks with a warm beaten and calloused hand. "You're gonna be okay," she assured me. More tears fell from her eyes. I looked closer into her grayish, I think, eyes. They had evil tucked beneath fear in them. I don't know what she means, yet her words mean the world to me at this very moment: 4 minutes ago, I was born.

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