A woman, with black cloth wrapped around her, ran across the street as fast as her legs could go. Her brown eyes looking around with panic in them. In her arms she carried something small in a black cloth wrapped around it. She pressed the thing to her chest as if trying to protect it. The woman quickly but silently ran down the alley. She turn left. Right. Straight. Left. Left. She didn't care about the cold air blowing in her face. That was the last of her worries. Tears stream down her pale face as she continue to run. She fingers pressing against the item in her hands. She stop in a quick movement and look behind her. Making sure no one was following her. Her deep brown eyes darted left and right. Quickly without thinking she ran down a alley that lead her to her direction. Finally, she stop in front of a house. The house was a bit broken down with one window broken down and the wood look like it was burn. She quickly but softly set the thing she was holding on the floor in front of the door. There a came a soft cry from the thing in the black cloth. "Shush now... Please... Just please... I hope you will soon forgive me. I am so sorry it had to be this way. I hope you will never see my horrible face again." the woman said with a teary voice. But her voice sounded so soft like silk. Quickly she gave the thing in cloth a kissed and knocked on the door. She quickly said one more thing before she ran down another alley. "Take care my sweet child. And remember... I love you Angelina."
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Left alone to die
RandomAngela was almost invisible. No one really ever talk to her. Her parents left her to die. Some one is watching over her but who ever is watching over her won't reveal themselves. She lives alone. She is young but already knows how to survive. But ho...
