The noise of the crunched shredded leaves were repeated, over and over. Each step, the louder it got, the more cold shivers. I was prepared to whatever was behind me, but not prepared to die just yet.
The faint green light seemed to dim, from what I could see off the playground metal.
"If I make it, I'll look for a new place" that phrase constantly repeated in my head as if it was a recording.
What's beneath me is absolutely nothing, even the cigarettes' which flooded the ground, no where can be found around me. The dirt in my shoes only remained.
The saying "your life flashes before your eyes " is utter crap, I won't be just dying yet.
" ꂑꌚ ꋖꍩꂑꌚ 'ꈼꁲꌅꋖꍩ'? "
"huh?"
There was this weird yet...angelic?, Sound or music behind me. It was only for a brief moment, like a word or a phrase, the voice it self sounds male, but surely doesn't belong to an adult. I'm certain most people will be curious and turn their head around, but I'm not part of that "most".
"ꈼꇒꐇꁴꈼ ꂵꈼ.....?"
There it is again, a phrase, word...a sentence?
"on the count of 3 run"
1...2-
The sudden warmth on my left shoulder has me paralyzed. It wasn't my own .
"ꍩꈼꐞ, ꋖꍩꂑꌚ ꂑꌚ ꈼꁲꌅꋖꍩ ꌅꂑꁅꍩꋖ?"
There it was again, and this time It was certainly a sentence. If this was a song lyrics or a poem it was clearly foreign.
Everything around me was still, the wind even can read the atmosphere of this situation and stopped moving. The Flowers, bushes, weeds, and the crippled grass stopped swaying, focusing it's attention to me.
It was any moment now, for the undesired to strike. My eye's glued shut, collecting my thoughts, the best thing I can do and the only thing I could do.
"speak up, speak up!"
This is odd, not this case, but the fact that the undesired behind me, wasn't pinned to the ground asking for my mercy by now.
" Head home, I'll alert them, if you know what's best, drunk or not, you'd obey" The confidence held in that simple sentence that effortlessly rolled off my tongue, would surely question their decision. Still aware that their hand is still placed on my shoulder.
"ꂑꌚ ꅏꍩꁲꋖ ꐞꂦꐇꌅ ꌚꉣꈼꁲꀗꂑꋊꁅ 'ꈼꋊꁅ꒒ꂑꌚꍩ'?"
Now, I was questioning their sanity, crazy or dumb?, perhaps both. Just the mention of them would get civilian's concerned of dear life. The conclusion of a drunk a male easily disintegrated from my thoughts and replaced with a new; psychopath.
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RomanceAs a adopted daughter of a German CEO, Morana was expected to rise above their expectations, which lead her questioning if they really loved her. Truth comes in many strange ways, the truth came to her accidentally.....or so she thought. She escape...
