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Frantically looking from side ways, front and back.

Nica, move forward towards her freedom.
The gates of her hell. Nica was raised in an elite family who only cares about their reputation, by reputation I mean is, she was betrothed to a son of her, what you called parents. Without her consent, and she can't even fight for it.
She's like a bird caged in this place and when she had finally found a reason to leave, the key to her cage she stepped out without regrets.
And now is the time she will be free. She smiles as she holds the gates to open it, and with one last look at her home, she sprint out the place she longed to never want to live in.

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Its been two hours since she ran off, she never thought that their place is in the middle of nowhere and she would be entering a forest.
Looking hesitantly at the forest and back where she came.
"This is not the time for you to give up, girl! If you want to live a normal life then chase away your fear, you can do this!" She assured herself.
Snatching a flashlight on her small bag, she walk in the forest.
Flashing her flashlight on any direction whenever she heard something.
Little this she know, the pair of eyes studying your every move.

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Wondering aimlessly, she rubbed her shoulder as the cold air hit her form. Sighing, she look around for a big rock or log she can sit on to rest for a little while.
She found a rock that she can use, she sit on it and hugged her legs.
Thinking about what will happen to her. She must find a job, she knows about business since her father had taught her a little, which would be the only one probably what she is thankful for. She can make a living with that knowledge.
As she thought things through she became sleepy, and she fell into deep slumber.

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She woke up, when she felt something licking her left cheek.
She suddenly tense, but when she heard the sound of mewing she sighed.
"Hi kitty-cat, you scared me there. Well what are you doing here?" She chuckled slightly. How can a cat answer her question. Placing the cat on herr lap, she stroke its fur as the cat comfortably settled itself on her lap.
When she suddenly froze.
She heard rustling of the grass and she also feel like she's being watched.
Sensing her distress the cat lick her hand to comfort her. But it didn't help that much, when the rustling stop. But the intense feeling of being watched is still uncomfortable. Standing shakily, she clutches the cat tightly.

"Well Mr. Kitty, it's going to be windy. Hold on tight." And with that, she sprint away the area. She heard someone chasing her so she run faster, she want to turn around but doing so, will lead her to demise. So she just look ahead instead.

"Turn left..." She heard it in her head, it's instincts. So she did what her instincts said.
"Hide in that big tree's trunk..." Shr saw the big tree with a little space she can use to hide.
She'll be safe there...
"For now..."

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She sat until little light rays was seen, she sigh in relief and look towards the cat. Since she lost her flashlight and it's so dark she didn't see the cat's appearance, but now..
The cat is black and skinny.

"Poor kitty, you hungry?" She asked. Then, she would chuckles since the cat won't answer, but what she realize made her speechless.
"My, my... Scared of a little cat now, Nica? You trust me last night, yes?" It speak in your mind.
"B-but..." You stutter.
"Humans, always got scared when they are facing something unexplainable. Don't worry Mr. Kitty won't bite." The cat then made something that made you terrified, it grin.

A/N: You know that feeling when you're so used on using you, your, etc. 3rd POV, like that. When you write on 1st or 2nd POV at the middle if doing so you go and switch on 3rd POV. It's so frustrating! Oh well, first try on making JTK. A lot of authors who wrote JTK stories are my inspiration. Thanks to them. But still, I'm just on my first try, so I'm not sure if I can give you a story as awesome as the other stories I read, but if your reading this means, you're giving it a shot. Also sorry if I am terrible in English, its not my language, but I try to write a good English somehow, -.-

Well thank you for giving this a shot!

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