Run

Running

"Run" that's the last thing I heard as I pushed myself through the undergrowth which surrounded me. Damn twig snagged in my hair. I don't really know why he shouted it like he wanted to play with me like he enjoyed the hunt. what a creep. Anyway back to running. I ran fearing the hard footsteps that fell behind me I didn't dare turning around knowing it would only slow me down. That and my excessive sweating was causing my hair to stick to my face so my chaser would have been mightily unimpressed with the look of it right now. My face I mean I didn't get a F in Physical education for nothing. Oh wait yes i did. Anyway... I felt my lungs contracting making my already struggled breathing harder. My legs were begging to go numb underneath me and I felt myself slipping from the pace I was at. Proberley in the regain of 1 Mile per hour at this rate. The footsteps getting closer and somehow harder behind me. "Damn" I whispered under my breath the shadowy figure behind me chuckled a sound so terrifying that even the wind stopped to hear it. Which to be fair would have been pretty cool. Why did I think it was a good idea to walk home? Why did I decide to walk down the alley I had always avoided? Why didn't I run as soon as they got out of the van? What it wrong with me? This moment of self questioning proberley wasn't gonna help the ever slowing rate I was running at. Questioned circled my mind knowing that if I didn't continue I was dead for sure. I knew I had to keep going but my body was giving up. Running as previously mentioned was not my strong suit and it was not helping me now.
Crash and I was was down whack and all I knew was gone slam and I knew my life was over as I knew it......
His arms swarmed around my body as i slammed to the floor finally giving up after a long pursuit. I knew it was too late when I looked up to be faced by 5 sneering faces. All that running was for nothing....