The leaves crunch under her feet. The smell of death surrounds her. Her feet drag as her will to keep going gradually fades away. She's been alone for too long. She knows no one will protect her because she's not worth it. She never was. Her father told her so. He tortured her until he took his last breath. He died about 3 months ago. She keeps walking, pondering on how she's gonna die. Would she die by the grabbers? Would she be murdered by others? Would she die of starvation? But she had other plans.

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Sorry y'all it's kinda short and my phone isn't showing the italics thing. Don't worry y'all I've got all week to write this.

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