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Dying

I run faster and look around and look behind me. I seem even more frantic now as I look. What if they don’t want to look for him? What if I never see him again? These questions run threw my mind and all the sudden I fall to the ground. My luck prevails as it is none other than Mike, cradling a girl.

Me: Oh my god Mike I was so worried! Who is that? Did you hear that helicopter? We better hurry!
Mike: It is my sister and let’s go to the airplane they might be landing to search there!

We start our run to the airplane, but we are on the other side of the island. I hear something while were running.

Sam: Mike… mma…

Her head droops back and her mouth hangs open.

Mike: Don’t die on me Sam, don’t you dare!

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