No one had expected Amelia to survive her death, but here she was standing by the grave she had just dug up from. It had been difficult at first, but her will to endure overcame any problems digging through the earth had posed. She was alive. She was tenacious. She was immortal now.
Amelia walked out of the graveyard. Having overcome death, it was now time to feed, and she was so very hungry.
Word count: 73 + prompt
This was written with the prompt tenacious provided by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #192.
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