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My Momma The Zombie
“What's wrong, Momma.” “I have been bitten.” “No, Mom.” “You have to do what you know is right when the time is right.” “I can't take the gun. I wont be able to do this.” “You have to. You have to protect you baby brother. You know that I don't want to hurt either of you. If I start to change, you know that it is no longer me.” "We will find a cure. I can not kill you." "If it comes to that time, I will be already dead. The body you kill will be a animated corps." "Momma, I hear something. Sis, is mom o.k.?" "'Yes, Tommy, Mom will be fine. Go to sleep." "Come here baby, give mom a hug before going back to sleep." "I love you mom." "I really think that you need to go to bed." ""Mom! Mom! stop shaking. Mom!" "GRRRRRRR!" "NO! No!" “Brains, need food.” “Mom!” “Tommy, run.” “Mom.” “Tommy, go now. Run.” “Mom. Look at me. Look at me!” “Hungry. I want brains.” “Help me God. I love you mom” “Bang!” “Sis, I've never been so scared in my life!" “Don't look. It is not mom. Mom went to Heaven.” “My mom was a zombie.” “No, Tommy, Mommy went to heaven when she was bitten. The woman laying here is not our mother. Take my hand we have to find another place to hide.” “Bye Mom” “Come on Tommy. The others will be coming. They had to have heard the gun.” Word count is 275
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