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Breath low, heavy, and tired..

John held his hammer in his hands as his life depended on it, which it did, the boy longed to see his friends and father, his father disappeared right after the zombie apocalypse started, groans and snarls became closer, he closed his eyes and swung, hitting the zombie in the face, smashing his skull, and another was heard, john continued swinging, his arms becoming weak, but he kept swinging. After the zombies were all dead, he runs away from the bloody mess, john hated the smell and sight of blood, it mad him uneasy, he runs into a building and sets his backpack down, and rests, panting loudly, he slowly walks to the ledge of the building, looking at the zombie infested streets below. Then he heard it, five loud gunshots, johns face filled with hope, he ran to his backpack, picking it up and running towards the gunshots.
John turns a corner to see a field of zombies, john sarted swinging, until he was somone, it was jade, she looked so different, her hair done up in a messy bun, ripped shorts and a white tank top, with blood stains, and boots, she shot the last zombie and turns to john, she gasps and runs towards him, he ran to her, they hug tightly, jade was crying, "oh my god john, im so happy im not alone anymore!" She says and lets go of him, "me too!" He says, "are you staying anywhere?" She asked, "no, im always on the move, no time to stay on place, its not safe" he said, "same, we should stick together and try to find more people" she said back, john nods and they both wallk down the street hammer and riffle in hand.

(Ahhh yey tell me if i did good!)

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