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    ballonadav

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    Joined July 2020 Active 2 yr. ago

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    • ballonadav in # blog • 2 yr. ago •  1 min read

      Too late

      Dad cocked his shotgun, aiming at his wife. "Honey!" "Dad..." the son crouched, stunned beside him. "she's gone..." "Honey!" The dad yelled at the zombie. "Dad!"
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    • ballonadav in # freewrite • 2 yr. ago •  1 min read

      Trop tard

      Papa a armé son fusil de chasse, visant sa femme. "Chéri!" "Papa..." le fils s'accroupit, abasourdi à côté de lui. "elle est partie..." "Chéri!" Le père a crié après le zombie. "Papa!" "Au revoir mon amour." Le fusil de chasse a arraché la tête du zombie. Le père tomba à genoux en pleurant. "Papa, c'était l'infection, pas elle
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    • ballonadav in # freewrite • 2 yr. ago •  1 min read

      Too late

      Dad cocked his shotgun, aiming at his wife. "Honey!" "Dad..." the son crouched, stunned beside him. "she's gone..." "Honey!" The dad yelled at the zombie. "Dad!" "Goodbye, my love." The shotgun blew off the zombie's head. The dad fell to his knees, crying. "Dad, it was the infection, not her
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