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* Glacieus: For loaning me credits, helping me through out the game
 
* Glacieus: For loaning me credits, helping me through out the game
 
Here is a book I am writing
 
Here is a book I am writing
No One Left  
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No One Left
By. U don’t want to know
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By. Dakota Winget
There are eight of us Casey, Jordan, Michael,and me (James) and were trapped. There are three that joined us as we were running for the biters. We were moving to a different location, we move every two months. We were making camp and then the biters were everywhere and they attacked. It was pure hell, so much screaming it was unbearable, so I started running Casey, Jordan, and Michael saw me and they ran after me. A little kid, who’s name I did not know and some other kid ran with us. The little kid stopped and we stopped to. He asked us were his sister was, we didn’t say knowing that she gotten killed when the biters attacked. The look on his face, I hadn’t seen anyone look so sad. He told us that we won’t leave her and that we should go and get her. I said no and we have to keep moving. He said that if we won’t go and save her that he will and he started running back to the camp, were hell was in place. The other kid ran after him and I don’t blame him, there always has to be a hero and frankly I don’t care because all heros die. I tried to save someone but they died and came back as a biter and tried to kill me.  
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There are eight of us Casey, Jordan, Michael,and me (James) and were trapped. There are three that joined us as we were running for the biters. We were moving to a different location, we move every two weeks. We were making camp and then the biters were everywhere and they attacked. It was pure hell, so much screaming it was unbearable, so I started running Casey, Jordan, and Michael saw me and they ran after me. A little kid, who’s name I did not know and some other kid ran with us. The little kid stopped and we stopped to. He asked us were his sister was, we didn’t say knowing that she gotten killed when the biters attacked. The look on his face, I hadn’t seen anyone look so deeply stricken. He told us that we won’t leave her and we should go and get her. I said no, we have to keep moving. He said that if we won’t go and save her that he will and he started running back to the camp, were hell was in place. Another kid ran after him and I don’t blame him, there always has to be a hero and frankly I don’t give a rats ass because all heros die. I tried to save someone but they died and came back as a biter and tried to kill me. We had everything going great until the biters attacked, It wasn’t like them to attack in groups. They always attacked alone, never in groups of five or more but that all changed today.
We had everything going great until the biters attacked, It wasn’t like them to attack in groups. They always attacked alone, never in groups of five or more but that all changed today.
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Were in a hotel held up in a room and the door won’t hold them long. I always have a plan but not now the only way get stay safe is to ditch the group and take this on my own, so later that night I’ll make a run for it. This is the first time I have came up with a plan that only I would get away alive.
 
Were in a hotel held up in a room and the door won’t hold them long. I always have a plan but not now the only way get stay safe is to ditch the group and take this on my own, so later that night I’ll make a run for it. This is the first time I have came up with a plan that only I would get away alive.
I don’t know if the rest of the group made it out alive, I almost didn’t make it. We were all asleep it was quiet, until the beast came, it was quite dead outside no movement. Then there was a thumping sound. It was slow thumping like boom..1...boom, steady and it started getting louder. I was the first one awake. It was still getting louder, then it stopped. Silence, then a roar ripped through the air shaking the building. The rest of the group woke up, I walked to the window, peeked through the blind.
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I don’t know if the rest of the group made it out alive, I almost didn’t make it. We were all asleep it was quiet, until the beast came, it was quite dead outside no movement. Then there was a thumping sound. It was slow thumping like thump...thump, it steady and it started getting louder. I was the first one awake. It was still getting louder, then it stopped. Silence, then a roar ripped through the air shaking the building. The rest of the group woke up, I walked to the window, look through the shade.
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It is too bright outside to see it, it looks about 8 feet tall, something big hanging from it’s arm, it looked up at me raised its arm at me. I ducked and then came a volley of bullets so many, hard to count how many shots were being fired. Then I realize that it has a mini gun. Those use way too much ammunition. Finally the shooting stops, the whole room is filled with holes everyone is on the floor. The door has so many bullets holes put through it that is is very weak. I hear a faint CRACK!!!. This is where hell broke loose again. Usually I fight  even is the odds are against me, but not today, I still want to live. I grab my pack and spear gun, and jump out of the window. As I hit the window I hear someone yelling something about being a coward. I don’t care because, I know there are too many biters, it wouldn’t be too long before they were overwhelmed.
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When I hit the ground or what I think is the ground it’s not, it’s a van. I roll off the van and hit the real ground. Again there is another wave of bullets. The firing stops, I see an alleyway and run for it. As I clear the van the firing starts up again all of the bullets are pelting the walls and ground behind me. As I clear the corner a bullet ricochets off the wall and gets me in the shoulder. Getting shot at is not fun at all even when a dozen of bullets ricochets and hits you in the shoulder because that s**t is painful My spear gun is very heavy when you're only using one arm. I’m leaning against the wall. The bullets have stopped coming. I peek around the corner and it’s gone and where it was standing there is a small pile of bullet casings. I hear a growl from behind me I turn as a biter slams into me and I stumble and fall when he hits me. My head bounces off the ground, I see stars. I can feel the biter trying to bite me. I know now know that I’m going to die. The full weight of the biter is on me. I open my eyes I see them all around me and they pick me up and carry me to my death. Later I come back into consciousness I feel them poking me with things. They must be seeing how tender I am. I’m saying no don’t I want to live. I hear one of them say you will live, your ok. That is when I slip into unconsciousness.
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It feels like for ever before I wake up. I’m on something soft, my arm feels cold. I sit up and a wave of nausea hits me like a brick. Someone slowly pushes me down and says, you're not ready to wake up, they inject me again and I slip into unconsciousness. I wake a while later. My arm feels like it’s on fire there is someone standing next to me. They shine a light into my eyes, I look away, they turn my head too face the light. They shine the light into both eyes. They leave the room. A little while later someone comes, she’s about 14 and has blonde hair, skinny. She has a syringe and I ask her what it is, and she says that it will help with pain and, it will make you a little drowsy. I tell her right away that she will not inject me with it. She reaches for my left shoulder. I quickly grab her neck when she is close enough. She squeals and drops the syringe as my arm clamps down on her neck. She tries to pull my fingers off around her neck. Then I realize that my arm is metal. I ask her what happened to my arm. She struggles as she tries to speak. Let..go..and..I..will..tell..you. I let go and she immediately goes into a coughing fit. After she is done coughing. She tells me, that my whole arm was peppered with bullets and in order for me to survive they had to cut my arm off. I sit stunned with surprize. How long was I out. About a week or two she says. When you feel ready come down  to the mess hall she leaves. I get dressed and go to the mess hall.

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Dakotawing

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My name is Dakota Winget I was born in Wisconsin on November 17, 1998. My goal towards legacy is to become a helper in this game. I have to thank

  • Will: For helping me make this page
  • Decowski: For talking to much
  • Aaron: For helping me in the wl
  • Glacieus: For loaning me credits, helping me through out the game

Here is a book I am writing No One Left By. Dakota Winget There are eight of us Casey, Jordan, Michael,and me (James) and were trapped. There are three that joined us as we were running for the biters. We were moving to a different location, we move every two weeks. We were making camp and then the biters were everywhere and they attacked. It was pure hell, so much screaming it was unbearable, so I started running Casey, Jordan, and Michael saw me and they ran after me. A little kid, who’s name I did not know and some other kid ran with us. The little kid stopped and we stopped to. He asked us were his sister was, we didn’t say knowing that she gotten killed when the biters attacked. The look on his face, I hadn’t seen anyone look so deeply stricken. He told us that we won’t leave her and we should go and get her. I said no, we have to keep moving. He said that if we won’t go and save her that he will and he started running back to the camp, were hell was in place. Another kid ran after him and I don’t blame him, there always has to be a hero and frankly I don’t give a rats ass because all heros die. I tried to save someone but they died and came back as a biter and tried to kill me. We had everything going great until the biters attacked, It wasn’t like them to attack in groups. They always attacked alone, never in groups of five or more but that all changed today. Were in a hotel held up in a room and the door won’t hold them long. I always have a plan but not now the only way get stay safe is to ditch the group and take this on my own, so later that night I’ll make a run for it. This is the first time I have came up with a plan that only I would get away alive. I don’t know if the rest of the group made it out alive, I almost didn’t make it. We were all asleep it was quiet, until the beast came, it was quite dead outside no movement. Then there was a thumping sound. It was slow thumping like thump...thump, it steady and it started getting louder. I was the first one awake. It was still getting louder, then it stopped. Silence, then a roar ripped through the air shaking the building. The rest of the group woke up, I walked to the window, look through the shade. It is too bright outside to see it, it looks about 8 feet tall, something big hanging from it’s arm, it looked up at me raised its arm at me. I ducked and then came a volley of bullets so many, hard to count how many shots were being fired. Then I realize that it has a mini gun. Those use way too much ammunition. Finally the shooting stops, the whole room is filled with holes everyone is on the floor. The door has so many bullets holes put through it that is is very weak. I hear a faint CRACK!!!. This is where hell broke loose again. Usually I fight even is the odds are against me, but not today, I still want to live. I grab my pack and spear gun, and jump out of the window. As I hit the window I hear someone yelling something about being a coward. I don’t care because, I know there are too many biters, it wouldn’t be too long before they were overwhelmed. When I hit the ground or what I think is the ground it’s not, it’s a van. I roll off the van and hit the real ground. Again there is another wave of bullets. The firing stops, I see an alleyway and run for it. As I clear the van the firing starts up again all of the bullets are pelting the walls and ground behind me. As I clear the corner a bullet ricochets off the wall and gets me in the shoulder. Getting shot at is not fun at all even when a dozen of bullets ricochets and hits you in the shoulder because that s**t is painful My spear gun is very heavy when you're only using one arm. I’m leaning against the wall. The bullets have stopped coming. I peek around the corner and it’s gone and where it was standing there is a small pile of bullet casings. I hear a growl from behind me I turn as a biter slams into me and I stumble and fall when he hits me. My head bounces off the ground, I see stars. I can feel the biter trying to bite me. I know now know that I’m going to die. The full weight of the biter is on me. I open my eyes I see them all around me and they pick me up and carry me to my death. Later I come back into consciousness I feel them poking me with things. They must be seeing how tender I am. I’m saying no don’t I want to live. I hear one of them say you will live, your ok. That is when I slip into unconsciousness. It feels like for ever before I wake up. I’m on something soft, my arm feels cold. I sit up and a wave of nausea hits me like a brick. Someone slowly pushes me down and says, you're not ready to wake up, they inject me again and I slip into unconsciousness. I wake a while later. My arm feels like it’s on fire there is someone standing next to me. They shine a light into my eyes, I look away, they turn my head too face the light. They shine the light into both eyes. They leave the room. A little while later someone comes, she’s about 14 and has blonde hair, skinny. She has a syringe and I ask her what it is, and she says that it will help with pain and, it will make you a little drowsy. I tell her right away that she will not inject me with it. She reaches for my left shoulder. I quickly grab her neck when she is close enough. She squeals and drops the syringe as my arm clamps down on her neck. She tries to pull my fingers off around her neck. Then I realize that my arm is metal. I ask her what happened to my arm. She struggles as she tries to speak. Let..go..and..I..will..tell..you. I let go and she immediately goes into a coughing fit. After she is done coughing. She tells me, that my whole arm was peppered with bullets and in order for me to survive they had to cut my arm off. I sit stunned with surprize. How long was I out. About a week or two she says. When you feel ready come down to the mess hall she leaves. I get dressed and go to the mess hall.