Running

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"But why? I thought we were going for a hike?" (Y/N) said as he walked along the path with his mum.
"I know dear, but we can do that when we get to the new house, we're gonna live all the way out in the wild, so we can go on hikes all all the time! How does that sound?" The 12 year old boy smiled and closed his eyes for a moment.

He opened them to his mothers throat opening up with a gold looking bullet shooting straight through it, red blood leaking down her body as she collapsed to her knees, a look of utter defeat and shock written onto her face.

"I t-thought you would protect us." The woman whispered. She turned to her young son with one last word to say.

"Run."

And then her body fell forward, and (Y/N) ran, in what directions he couldn't say, all he did for a long time was run, past adults going to the other way to see the dead woman, past thugs in the shadows and alleyways, and past the strange things he kept seeing on the roofs next to the birds. He ran until his legs gave out, and he moved into an alley that looked clear. By now it was night. The boy thought
'Have I been running for that long?'
And then tears welled up in his eyes, he tried to blink them away but he couldn't, and so he feel asleep crying, alone, and with the sight of his dead mother still fresh in his mind.

Hey guys, so this is the first offical chapter of the story, I know it isn't much now, but I promise, I'll have it better in the next chapters.

Until next time. God bless my friends.

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