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Alek looked at me, and I looked at Alek. And we knew exactly what to do- Run. Leaping from the roof, we managed to land on a hay stack and fled as fast as our legs would allow.
I pointed at the thug inside the bar. 'he's the one who smashed up your car!'. In fact it was me a few hours before. Watched as this thug pushed the other to the floor.
I left the house and never looked back All my belongings thrown in a rucksack My eyes stinging from all the tears First time alone for so many years No idea of where I should go But I'm moving fast...
They were all sitting at the table, eating and having fun. Laughing at the jokes all the others were saying. "Jezibelle, darling" My mother called, her words slurring.
We all dream about it. Let's go. Let's up stick and go. The other side of the world. Throw caution to the wind and don't spare the horses. A fresh start. For us all. Well, I'm flying solo.
Chapter2 :The Escape I have been crouched on the pyre for the best part of the day now, my joints have stiffened and the simple action of breaking the remainder of the chard leather restraints sends...
We took the stairs two at a time, rushing to get out of there. We ran down the corridor at the top and went through the door at the end. The door led into a room that looked familiar to me.
In the deepening hours of darkness. I lost sight of my cares. And though I searched for them all over. I couldn't find them anywhere. I panicked almost straight away. I ran around in terror.
River let out a sigh as she fiddled with the dart in her hands, the speck of red at the tip. She really wasn’t all that surprised, considering who it was who messed up the plan in the first place.
Once there were two girls named Sara and Mary. The girls were on a trip in the desert and their tour guide ran off. The girls saw a small town. The town had only six buildings.
#youngwritershousehold Run away, From this unfair world, You're just a child, Just one girl. Run away, Away from here, Princess, Time to disappear.
Hannah rose from the floor feeling battered yet surprised that she had survived the attack and the fall.
She had been in the cave for a while now, still dealing with what had just happened, not knowing what to do next. Finally, she plucked up the courage to explore her new surroundings.
She padded across the morning snow, she was really quite tired now. Not wanting to remember the night before, but it kept creeping up on her.
I stopped. If he managed to get in here, it meant that there was a way out. Happy thoughts of me running out in the open filled my mind. Oh how I now longed to be free.
The trees dappled the sunlight coming from the cloudless sky above. A waterfall roared amongst the beautiful, bright coloured plants, that swayed gently in the cool summers breeze.
The sun was just rising in the striking, radiant, exquisite sky. All were asleep no one to pry. They ran out of the enchanted, hypnotised, magical forest. They had escaped from the fabled.
The magic trick is to disappear into thin air, The pictures in my head are fading, My feet are thumb from waiting to go somewhere, Cards falling to the ground, Both sides blank, Tragedies...
You run, run blindly as you trip and stumble over sticks, branches and roots in the darkened confusion. Slip and slide over foliage from trees. But you don't care anymore, you just have to run.
I've had everything I'm willing to take. The time has to be now, I'm making my break. This'll get ugly, they're gonna get mean. I know way to much to let get away clean.
I'm running away from the cop cars. Guided by the lights from the night stars. I'm not getting caught by the watch guards. They want to see me trapped behind thick bars.
I just want to quickly point out, that these chapters can get quite harsh and unpleasant quite quickly, so younger and more sensitive readers please be aware. Continued .. 15, and pregnant.
#youngwritershousehold I fall to the floor, Walking towards the door I can't take it much more. I wish I could leave on wings I'd soar. Another cup of beer you pour.
White jacket buckles are breaking, Sanity is mine for the taking. I just need a plan to escape, In my mind it begins to take shape. Distraction from another trapped.