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Hannah stepped backward eyes wide, “it’s a miracle” she breathed. Alana’s voice quivered as she spoke, picking her words carefully, “It’s not Human” she said as the cold dead eyes roamed around the room. Too many eyes. 'This cant be real' she thought until the corpse did the unthinkable. It blinked.
Lucy Goodfellow
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Georgia’s head snapped up “Soooo, that went well” she laughed shaking the dust from her hair. George coughed propping himself up on his elbows. Georgia smiled while gathering her skirt in her fist as she staggered to her feet. “AND” she almost shouted “we didn’t die”. Once balanced she outstretched her free hand and offered to George. He chuckled “and we didn’t die” he mimicked batting her hand away and pulling himself onto his feet. George looked at the wreckage around them as Georgia threw her arm around his shoulder. “But we sure did make a mess” she declared almost smug with herself.
Lucy Goodfellow
Elizabeth has always known she was different. It’s what her father had told her when she would come home crying from school. It’s what her mother had said when she saw her report card . It’s what she told herself every time she failed at something. Being different was good. But her particular difference meant she found it a little harder to make friends…
As she turned the corner she picked up the pace, her feet hit the pavement with new found ferocity. She would get their first.
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