Here is the last sentence of my story earlier....
Horror struck me as I watched my little sister go limp.......
My sister dead? It seemed as if this world was torture. Kamy dead. I had one word for everyone.
IMPOSSIBLE!!
Kamy is a weak little girl but it seems impossible for her to be dead.
I struggled against the roots holding me back. But everytime imoved the roots spread all over my body covering it with gnarled roots that smelled worse than lambs head.
Conner was quick though and before roots grabed him a two foot sword was unsheethed from its scabbared. The roots attacked but conner sliced with total ease and comfort.
When Conner is in a fight it seems that he is unbeatable. His mind focused and searching for the weakest points of the enemy. Even if this enemy is a tree.
Kamys body started decending into an even deeper tunnel........
Next week June Sixth......
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