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I kept running knowing my time is coming to an end. The end is near and these people want me knowing I am the most powerful of them all. If I stop running know, I will end up dead. I will end up becoming one of those who we all hate. The dead who are very well alive with the living.
The living cannot tell who the dead are. We act just like common people doing normal things on the daily. I on the other hand know the difference between the dead and the living. Eyes. The dead’s eyes are very cold, very unusual. Their eyes are black as the soul of the devil. This is why the dead wants me to be apart of their army. If i join them… who knows what will happen to what this place called Earth.
I do not know why I know such differences, It is a curse put upon me as an unborn child. I knew I was very different when I came out of my mother’s womb… because I killed her.
My father raised me in an isolated part of town. I was not allowed to step out of the house. Knowing my difference against society, he had to keep me protected. Protected from those who would cause harm… now hes dead because of me… and the dead is after me.
Rushing through my memories, I tripped. Crying and falling knowing I am going to die at this point.
The man in black stopped and looked down at me. He smiled. It was not a positve one. His smile is so evil it left goosebumps going down my back and the hairs on my arm to spike up as quickly as a dogs tail would when frightened.
“Welcome Alexzander.” My world has turned black.