Tuesday, 6 August 2013

A story i wrote: "Fear".

She stared into the darkness and wondered where he was.
Was he close?. Could he see her?.
She had to stop to catch her breath, but she knew she had to start running again.
Even though her leg's ached, and felt tired, she knew she couldn't stop.
He was trying to kill her.
It was only luck that had caused her to get away from him earlier, but she knew, her luck would run out sooner or later.
She had got a head start earlier, but she knew that she wasn't safe.
She looked around, it had appeared that she had lost him, but that didn't mean she could stop running. He would kill her, if he ever caught her, and she wasn't going to let him catch up with her.
She heard a noise, and that was enough incentive to start running again.
She had to hope her fear would give her enough strength to keep her going.
She could be running for a long, long time. She knew he would never give up chasing after her.

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