Earth is Dying

Chapter 3

 I tried so hard to hold on, but I was forced to let go. When I snapped out of my imagination, I grabbed my moms hand and ran. I knew that dad would want me to live, and the men were circling closer like sharks waiting for their sitting prey. I didn't have any other choice but to try to survive. Of course they saw us when we started to run, we were out in plain sight, an easy target, but it was our only chance at survival.

The one that had killed my dad, the monster who had killed my dad, turned to his partner and said,

"They're clever, huh? They think they can just run away," an amused smile appeared on his face.

"Who do they I am, an idiot?? She will die in the same way I killed her father,"

he laughed as he shot into the air, missing us completely, as we ran for our lives. I saw the back door, I was so close. I had dodged every bullet so far and I thought that me and mom were going to survive. Hope was so close I could almost taste it. Then I stopped. My mom had decided to stop running, still holding my hand, but just standing there frozen. I could tell by the look in her eye that she didn't want to run anymore.

She didn't want to escape with me, or maybe she did want to escape but not in the way I thought she did. The bullet screamed through the air, and stopped in her chest, taking the second to last thing that I had... her, my beautiful mother. I screamed, but I had no time to stop or get on the floor, or grieve. I just kept running.I ran to freedom, and I ran to Miles. The men were chasing after me but I didn't care, I was running to the last person that I had left, and that was him. I ran as far as I could, out the backdoor, and down the street, until I couldn't even feel my legs anymore. I ran into the woods, since my neighborhood had it behind the houses, and I waited behind a tree. I could feel my heart beating faster than it ever had before, and I called Miles, he said he had called the police and he was right around the corner waiting for me. Seeing his truck was the biggest sight of relief and I held onto him like I never had before. I hugged him like my life depended on it, and I looked into his blue eyes and I allowed myself to cry for the first time. He didn't say anything back, he just held me, and cried too until the police came. He didn't need to say anything, I could feel how he felt through the silence.