A Runner's Restlessness

My first story.
Written in the bathroom.
Based on a half-remembered dream, inspired by soldiers who have spent their lives serving our country and cannot adjust back to a regular life. We thank you for all that you have given.
You are safe now.
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I am running,

Running,

Running.

Plat, plat, plat go my shoes as I run.

As I run from THEM.

Them.

They, who are close behind me, but I must not look back.

I can feel their closeness, tingling in my body.

I cannot let them get me.

If they get me, I will surely die.

They said so.

Didn't they?

Or maybe that was me.

I don't know anymore, I've been running for so long.

But I must focus.

Focus on the danger.

Focus on running.

I must keep running, running...

Running

I must.