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Wilfred Owen: A Fictional Narrative

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Owen tried his hardest to fight back against the man, but he was pinned to the ground and slowly losing conscious. His life didn't flash back at him as it would of happened to others. Then all of a sudden, he heard a sicking [i]crack[/i] and felt no pressure to his neck. He started to breath once again and he was thankful that he could breath again. And he saw the guy on the floor, with his head bleeding out of control. The baton was right next to the guy as it was covered in blood. He was dead. After seeing the dead guy, he felt sick for a moment as if he was going to throw up. But, he got over it as he saw the women leaning against the wall.

He heard the girl say something about being alright and that someone else was dead. Owen saw his supply bag and walked towards it as he was thinking of leaving her behind. But, he walked towards the window with his bag to check the simulation outside. There were still too many infected people to fight and she wasn't doing well enough to move. So, he decided to stay for now and help the woman out as he walked towards her. He put the bag next to her and pointed to it as he said, [color=003471]"There's …show more content…

He couched down to get a better look and saw the dried blood next to her. It seemed like she had been there for almost a day and she wasn't going to turn, because of the knife wound on the head. Despite her being dead, her eyes were still wide open as if she was surprised before her death. Maybe she was the first victim of the now dead guy. After closing her eyes, he went towards the woman to see if she's fine as she kept closing and opening her eyes. Owen went towards the bag and grabbed a bottled water.

Then, he sat down on the ground next to her as he started to drink the water. Owen was the first one to talk since the attack ended as he said in a hoarse tone, [color=003471]"Thanks for saving my life. My name is Owen, a police officer before this shit

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