Running Wild

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POV #1

"Help! SOMEONE HELP ME!"

Only the sounds of my deep breathes, rustling trees, and footsteps... not mine...

"Who are you! Why are... you following me!?!?!" I pant, running out of breath.

I turn back and see the man keeping a fast pace after me, dressed in a black hoody and blue jeans. Luckily, being on the track team for four years, had its advantages... Trying to find some kind of town or anything not as deserted as a forest to duck into, I’m disappointed to find that I’ll have to keep my pace in these never-ending-woods to hide in.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I scream, with my last pant of breath, before running on between the trees and wet grass.

POV #2

"Hello folks, this is your captain speaking. We are about 15 from Spokane, Washington, at this point please return to your seats, placing them in the upright position and put your seatbelts back on."

This flight has taken waaaaay too long. And only now is reality settling into my mind and everything is all becoming real. I had to move here, to THE most boring city on the planet, because my dad saw a murder being committed and had to be put into the "witness protection services". So, now I leave my beautiful life in New Jersey and head to Spokane...

I peer out the window to my new world and see.... nothing, blank, nada. All brown grassy area... then it slowly goes into trees and forests, we are getting close to the ground and you can see little deer and animals running around.

Then I see something a little bigger than animals, I even think its people. There is someone wearing a bright blue top, and someone wearing all black, both running... It doesn’t look like a playful chase, not a playful chase at all...

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