AWrittenLife

 DISCLAIMER: If you read this series before Feburary 15th, 2018 I HIGHLY advise you go back and re-read the series! I’ve re-written the other 7 chapters and the chapter before this one has an alternate ending! PLUS A LOT OF DETAIL HAS BEEN ADDED ALONG WITH SCENES THAT WEREN’T IN THE ORIGINAL UPLOAD!!!!!!! If you don't re-read the series, you may get confused  Chapter Eight:  New Friends “A real friend is are the ones who walk in, when the rest of the world walks out.” -Walter Winchell Somehow, I’m still alive. After being thrown to the wave’s by my apparent lover, I was certain I wouldn’t be em

I'm standing on top of a building, looking down at the city I once knew. Down on the ground I see the walking dead shuffling about aimlessly in groups. I once knew this city to be safe and wonderful but now filled with the dead. I sigh with my heavy breathing, I ran from one of those groups only moments ago, they drove me ino this building and are now trying to get in. I'll run once I'm done looking for food and supplies. Running that's all we do in this new, dead world of ours. I ran yesterday, and the day before and the day before that and I'll probably run tomorrow as well. Running is all we can do to not be killed by those creepers. We hu

   "Len look out!"I scream to him from across the battlefield. My long (h/c) hair getting caught in the wind while smoke billowed around us in hell. Len ducked the coming solider from behind him kicking them in the gut while stabbing another in their shoulder. Putting away my twin blades I pulled out two guns and started shooting. When they ran out of ammo I shoved back into their holsters and picked up a fallen shotgun from the ground. Taking off from the ground with my black wings, rushed towards Len.   Landing next to him, he greeted me sayin,"glad you came, but do ever wish to return to return to heaven?""Len for you I would a

 You looked out the window and saw moonlight illuminate the rose garden. With something inside you broken like this, it was time to refresh those human emotions you carried with you. Silently, you got out of your bed and stripped down. You put on a simple white night gown and exited your room, walking with the quietest footsteps. As you passed by doors in the hallway, you could hear a symphony of dreams being played in each room. You walked down the steps and towards the large front doors. As you approached them, you looked back to make sure no one was there to witness your farewell. You pushed the doors open quietly and stepped outside, wher