Looking For Answers

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How could I have been healed in little to no time at all? How is any of this possible! Is someone tring to murder me? Well who would? Does anyone actually know me? How would they? Where would they get information about me - With a gasp I toss on some clothes and snatch my laptop off of its cord.

I scan over every little part of the internet and... Nothing. I don't exist in the system from the orphanage. So if someone were after me, they would had to have known one of my parents. Well, my mother died in a car crash when I was four, my father vanished before I was born. So I don't recall any of my mom a friends. What about my father? What was his name? Crap! I don't remember his name. I gave up with a sigh. Yep, I'm going out for a run. I am definatly going to get my mind off things. Pulling on other clothes I can't help but think that there's something out there after me.

Well putting myself out there might help me or get me killed. Wouldn't it? I mean if something or someone was looking for me, this would be the perfect way to find me. Out in the open. Now I need something on me incase they happen to find their way back to me.

What to use? What to use? I ponder in my head. A kitchen knife? That's perfect! Putting it in the pocket on my sweat pants, a smirk slowly rests on my lips?

Well come and get me now, I challenged in my head.

Running, I hear all kinds of things that sound like they are following me. I could be wrong, but then again something could be right behind me. Turning my head I notice a shadow figure coming up behind me slowly.

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