The creature was unstoppable. It had a bullet hole in its back. When you thought of it, it came. But while we survived the vast wasteland, we realized, It doesn't matter what you think. Does it? Because no matter what we thought, it would always come. It only came at night because the sun would damage it unbelievably. We thought of an advantage at scavenging for food at day. We had a ball we would kick around for fun. Whenever we entered town everything was shut. Signs on the door that said. “DO NOT ENTER” And the poppy flower shone.
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