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Leaving

8. Leaving As I run through the streets I see the lizard man soldiers slaughtering everyone that live here, even the other lizardmen. I cut down the ones that are on my way, but I do not have the time to save them. I quickly move to the place where the orphans are living, and I can hear sounds of battle from there. I run faster and get there in almost an instant. I see Anna and Emma on the ground, they are both bleeding from deep cut wounds. The fox girl is in front of them fighting one soldier evenly, she is crying and screaming but she is still holding out against an adult lizard man that has been trained to fight. The three-bat people are lying on the ground in a buddle of blood in the same corner they have always been. There are other children lying on the ground and another soldier chasing the rest of the children that are trying to run away. I cut down the soldier that is fighting the fox girl as I run to the other soldier and cut down him before he swings do

Summer is over.

Hello, it has been a while again. This is becoming a bad habit honestly. I did think a lot about it and I think I know the reason for it. I think that it is all because I am greedy and lazy, I want to do a lot of things in a certain way but I am too lazy to do them. I want to write better and improve but do not put them time and effort for it. Then I cant write normally because I pressure myself to improve my writing. So I end up not writing anything. A vicious cycle but I think I have a solution for it. Well I have tried a lot of different things and none of them have worked yet but I feel good about this one. We will see how it works. There are some good news though, even if I do not write anything I still end up thinking a lot. I have some good ideas, well I have too many ideas but I feel the stories are getting more concrete in my mind. There is still a lot of work to be done but I should just work steadily and not stress too much. It is really fun to write when I get into

Surviving

      13. Surviving. I feel like I did in the past, cold and empty. I try to move my hand but an intense pain shoots through my body. I slowly open my eyes; my vision is blurry and half of it is darker. I try to get up using only my body and legs, but my muscles feel powerless and sore. I can’t get up. I try to move my left hand and even though it is painful I can do it. I put my left hand on the soft thing I am lying on top of and push myself upwards. I rise a bit and I put some strength into my legs. I get up, but I can barely hold my balance, I look at my right arm and I can see something white on it. I touch it with my left hand and it feels slimy and sticky. Is this the reason why I feel so bad? Should I cut it out? Should I leave it alone? I look around and it is night time, the only light I can see is coming from the sky through the gaps of the trees or from the wide area around the big rock. I look down to see the beras lying still, is it dead? I was sleepi