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No One's Alive

I look around and see a field of graves. What am I doing here? I can feel a strange feeling of power flowing thriugh me. Confused, I feel my mouth move to say something unknown to me. I see visions of the dead gathered at the base of a hill, with me at the top. A hand shoots out of the ground where a grave lies. As a thousand more join it, I relize something. No one's alive. As the dead souround the hill i am on, I know I am their leader. With my hand in the air, I release a battle cry. I turn and run to the nearest human and smile. When she smiles back I say: No one's alive. She then sees the army of dead and releases a blood curdling scream. As soon as it escapes her lips she is sorrounded by my army of dead. Just as soon as they came they are gone. I look up at the moon and smile. No one's alive. I think to my self and think, It has begun.

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Date: 4/21/2012 6:38:00 AM
Morgan, well written. - Have a nice weekend. - oxox Anne-Lise
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