The Fight!

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I ran after him. " Hey, you there stop" I said in my bravest voice i could manage. He might beat me up if i sounded timid and scared. He looked back with a look of disgust and stopped to catch his breath. Although he was tall and scrawny he seemed quite un fit. Probably lack of food. Her phone went off. "Where are you! We're worried. Reply as soon as you get this! XXxx Love Mum xxxxx. Ahh. I was meant to be there in the room right now. I looked up the man had started running. this had to wait till later.


The mans POV

I had to keep running. This could be the key to my success of living. I just had to get away. As soon as i caught my breath i would start running. I looked over my shoulder. She was still there. But this time she was checking her thing-a-majiggy that i think they call a phone. I took my opportunity. But she started running too. Was this the end?


Marias POV

Running. He began running. What was he planning on doing? he kept running. I ran after him. It was so tense. Crash. The man dived into the dust bin. I ran towards the blue, smelly bin. What was he doing in a bin?



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