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When I Run Descriptive Writing

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All I see is white, and I hear nothing but silence. I blink a few times hoping to snap out of it. Where am I? All the sudden I am pushed out of my bed, and I’m laying on the ground. Screams emerge from all around me. Feet are dashing desperately by my face. That is when my instincts kick in and I decide to run as well, seeing as how something is obviously chasing these people. I am running in a mob of bodies, still confused. I look behind me and see what we are running from. There are dead, almost mutant looking people chasing after us. They have green gray skin, bloodshot eyes, some even missing, torn and bloody clothing. I run faster. Where are my parents? I begin to search the crowd for them, and I see my dad running. He looks frantic,

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