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The title is good.
Interesting opening.
Then it took the world, drawed and quartered it by every corner until it wasn't anything but dust and people.
draw and quartered
It seems to that some of the information is repeated:
They do, lock you until death. The Parasite at least. See, the Disease takes a person, makes them a Parasite, and the first person they come in contact with, six feet contact with, they bond to, never separate from.
We been taught, those of us who were born here, and they say its like when we're holding something and want to throw it, or when we see the rations and want to eat it all, though we know we got to share.
We been taught, those of us who were born here, that it’s when we're holding something and want to throw it, or when we see the rations and want to eat it all, though we know we got to share.
But we ain't even seen rations for a while.
We ain't even seen rations for a while.
Most of all here in the shelter we been taught the Diseased are dangerous.
Most of all, here in the shelter, we been taught the Diseased are dangerous.
That they could still live normally, want normally.
That they could still live normal and want normal.
That they still breathe, eat, love, run, fuck, drink, dream, cry, think, walk and sleep; they just do all that along with the impulses of the Host.
That they still breathe, eat, love, run, fuck, drink, dream, cry, think, walk and sleep; they just do all that along with the Host.
But those founders of our little shelter that tried to spread that were made example of by the other founders, the ones who said the Diseased are animals.
were animals.
Now the ones who said they were human are just more rumors. I’m not even sure they existed. Just rumors of dust.
This needs to go in the front of the paragraph.
Rumors say that some founders said the Diseased were human. I’m not even sure they existed. Just rumors of dust.
A couple of people tried to pass on somethin’ different. That the Diseased still felt human. They could still live normal and want normal. That they still breathed, ate, loved, ran, fucked, drank, dreamed, cried, thought, walked and sleep; they just do all that along with the impulses of the Host.
They say the founders that said that were made an example of by the other founders; the ones who said the Diseased were animals.
I say them because I don't intend on ever becomin' one of 'em -
them,
Never break from 'em until the Parasite is cured and the only way to cure 'em is to kill 'em.
are cured
Stray dogs and deer, anything that wanders by.
Wild dogs
But it just consumes the Host/new-Parasite, if its alone and never finds a parasite, slowly breaking down the body from the inside/
it's
But if a clean person goes out and drags the bodies in, and we don't know if the Disease survived or not, well it could jump inside when its safe, and then it would take us all.
it's
A child no more than ten - humans are still being born, we have to realize this, maybe there’s survival - his body bare and rough, his ungainly fuzzy carrot legs sprinting, his arms in tandem with a woman by his left hand/her right: they ran toward us like fire.
tandem? Sounds to sophisticated.
He put his hand into the hat.
He who?
It'd been twelve days since we'd last eaten.
This seem much to long to go without food and still fight.
What was keeping us from becoming one of them.
them?
Even though I thought sometimes.
This seems to be missing something.
I looked to Julianna, her eyes empty moons.
The moons became suns.
Great lines.
The last 1200 words the story really took off. It felt smother some how.
Some of your formatting is off.
The past tense seems to bounce around.
The first half sound like an educated boy but the second half for no reason is more refined.
This is great, but the problems need to worked out.
Alice
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