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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:33:27 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 9, 2005 19:33:27 GMT
Sands leaned against the wall breathing heavily. The pain he was in was so extreme there was no words to describe it. He felt like rolling over and dying but he wasn't a quitter! Not even now blind alone and weak.
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:36:01 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 9, 2005 19:36:01 GMT
(ill do it in 1st person  its easier for me to write ) im making my way though the streets, not really knowing where to go. everything is a mess. everywhere are dead people, freaking people. i lean against a housewall and look around... i hate this town |
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:37:42 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 9, 2005 19:37:42 GMT
(okay i'll try 1st person lol)
I can feel myself slipping down the wall I force myself to stand. I want to know what's going on I feel so exposed...
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:41:07 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 9, 2005 19:41:07 GMT
(you dont have to if you dont want to ) suddenly is ee something move in the corner of my eyes. i turn my head and frown.. sands..? slowly i start to make my way over to him |
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:43:51 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 9, 2005 19:43:51 GMT
(no it's okay it's easier to stick to one style throughout)
I can hear footsteps coming towards me I tense, them wish I didn't as pain sears through my body. I sent the kid away so I have no way of knowing who is there, "who's there?" I call out feeling for my gun.
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:48:56 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 9, 2005 19:48:56 GMT
(lol okay ) "its me.." i mumble, not telling my names "No need to shoot me..." i come close to him and take his hand "what happened to you...?" i whisper |
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:50:57 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 9, 2005 19:50:57 GMT
I tense and pull away from her touch. I know that voice I try my best to think of who she is but the pain is preventing me from thinking clearly. I lower my gun slightly, "what's your name?" I mutter ignoring her question.
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:52:08 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 9, 2005 19:52:08 GMT
i dont wonder why he doesnt recognise me. its not like we know eachother very well or something.. "Salgado" i tell him and take his hand again
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:56:45 GMT
Post by sandsagent on Nov 9, 2005 19:56:45 GMT
"Sal? What you doing here?" I mutter weakly. I don't even have the strength to pull my hand away.
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OUATIM
Nov 9, 2005 19:58:34 GMT
Post by Hannah on Nov 9, 2005 19:58:34 GMT
"dont ask" i tell him stricktly. i have to get him outta here right now. "dont move" i tell him and let go off him, starting to run. i need a car. right now. on the next corner i see one, the dude who was in it is dead. i open the door and pull him out. then i start the car and drive back
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its easier for me to write 