Run, Forrest, Run!

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I run dirt kicking up behind me. Leaves and hair hitting me in the face. Occasionally jumping over fallen objects, I speed to the place that started this whole obsession. 

    Along the way I am bombarded with flashbacks. Dad constantly telling me to stay out of his study. Dad and I coming up with names to cover up his fixation with Peter Pan as well as the crews. Almost tripping, I pull myself out of the flashbacks. Still running I am quickly thrust into another set of flashbacks. The crazy look in his eye when he gets a lead. The days I'm locked in my room kept from my father and crews plots. All of sudden I'm flying in the air. Thud! I scream in pain as I landed on my hand. And last but not least, the day he lost his hand. How long until he loses his head?  

   

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