Chapter Twelve-Kill

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Zina was trying to scream-but no words came out.

     She was thinking that the horror at Camp Blood was a dream.

      But it wasn't a dream-it was real!

       She grabbed her red nightgown, as rain teemed down.

       She covered her small, firm breasts.

       She put her green colored slippers on.

        Everyone was dying.

         But she was determined not to die.

         Too many of her friends were dead.

           She grabbed a lamp in her right hand and focused on her own survival.

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