World without you

On the run

I sit at the window and watch the sun rise, as night turns into day and the city looks different with the light. I open my bag, take off my jacket and put my black Nike jumper on, it was way warmer then all my other clothes, and I regret not sleeping in it last night. I walk down the stairs of the old church and decide to go outside. As I open the door the cool autumn breeze rushes past making me shiver. I look up to the sky and see not many clouds so I decide to go for a walk.

I walk down an ally way, And u know that feeling you sometimes get and you feel like someone is watching you or following you, and you try to ignore it but your to scared to turn around. Well I felt like someone was following me. I cautiously turned around, but there was no one behind me. I looked up at the sky again to see a shadow shifting, someone was following me. I quickly pulled the kitchen knife out of my bag and quietly turned around. I heard something on the roof move and I jumped to the sound of the noise, my heart beating rapidly. "It's CT8, it has to be", I whispered to myself as the roof rattled. I held the knife out in front of me with both hands, I carefully circled the area and kept my focus on what ever it was, but there was no sound, nothing. I stood there in the ally looking to see if anyone was around, I was alone. I kept the knife held infringe of me as I carefully kept walking forward. BANG, I heard the loudest noise behind me, I feel a shiver got down my spine and my heart rate increase rapidly, my legs go numb and I slowly turn around, hoping I was hearing things. As I turn the only thing I could see in sight was a cat prancing around on a tin garbage bin. I feel relief spread throughout my body and feel my heart rate slow down, I lower the knife carefully slipping it into my jeans pocket. I look around one last time to make sure I was definitely alone, and it seemed I was.

I kept walking ahead, the only noise I could hear was the sound of the gravel crunching under my feet, but out of no where CT8 drops down in front of me. I feel my nerves all come rushing back and I felt my hand shaking uncontrollably, as I try to grab the knife from my pocket. I quickly grab the knife and look at CT8, he had a glimpse of anger in his eyes and I then realised he had no weapons. I look him in the eyes trying to make him feel threatened, I point the knife up to his face but that does nothing for at that moment he just smirked, he had that look, as if I was stupid and there was no chance of me winning, as if I was going to die. "What do you want from me", I yell, still holding the knife at his face. "You know what I want now hand it over", CT8 says as he puts out his hand. I stiffen, stuck in my place, my legs not being able to take a step back, I  froze. I was helplessly standing there with a knife pointed at him and with an aggressive look on my face, I looked around trying to find a way to escape but I couldn't. I realised that I needed to turn back around and head for the main road and lock myself in the church, the only thing was that CT8 could run faster then me and could catch up easily, I thought about my move carefully. I pictured it all out in my head. I looked at CT8 who was still looking at me firmly with his hand out, it was time to make my move.

I turned around and sprinted as fast as I could picking up my pace quickly. In the corner of my eye, I could see CT8 catching up to me fast, so I decided to let my plan be put into place. I waited till he was right behind me and I did a backflip, hitting my foot in his face and kicking my other foot into his back, I landed my flip perfectly and took this chance to run ahead. CT8 was laying on the ground trying to get up fast. I didn't even bother looking back again I just looked straight ahead and kept running for my life. I could hear the gravel being crushed under CT8's feet and I instantly knew that he was no longer on the ground and was catching up fast. I could see the main road and knew that I had to run as fast as I could. I made it to the main road finally and decided to look behind me seeing if CT8 was still following, but when I looked behind I saw nothing, he was no where, it was like he disappeared off the face of the planet, "did he vanish?", I thought to myself as I looked around to make sure he wasn't around.

I walked along the main road heading back towards the church in which I had made my home. I could see the church coming up so I picked up my pace. I felt very uneasy and I didn't feel safe so I figured the quicker I got to the church the better. I finally got to the church window in which I had broken into, I climbed through the window, then felt a shot of pain run up my leg. I collapse to the ground and feel tears prick the corner of my eyes, I look down at my leg and realise I had a massive cut running up the side of my leg, it was bleeding everywhere, so I decided to hurry up and get up the stairs. I tried to get myself off of the ground, although how much pain I was in. I hoped over to the stairs not being able to put any pressure on my cut leg, I hoped up the stairs as I watched the blood drip on each stair. I finally get to the small room and I quickly open the cupboard and grab a pillow case. I rip a strip of material off the pillow case and carefully tie it around my leg, I place a few layers of material around my leg to make sure there was enough pressure.

I limp over to the window and go to sit on my chair, but then I realise it's not there. I look around the room feeling confused. "Well, well, well, what happened to you?", a deep husky voice asks. I feel a rush of nerves overcome me as I stand there leaning against the window with my injured leg.
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