Part 1

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//started 4.11.16//

Left...right... One foot in front of the other. I don't remember why, but I have this urgent feeling to run... Am I running away from something, or at least trying to? I quicken my pace to almost a sprint and sweat beads down the back of my neck. I wipe my brow with the back of my left hand and my breath quickens dramatically as I force myself to keep the same pace up. I look behind me as I go around a curve to the right on the deserted street road and see nothing besides the dark shadows of midnight. I stop in my tracks in confusion. Why a I running if there is nothing behind me? My brow furrows as I take a few hesitant steps toward the shadows, fighting my instinctive urge to turn back and hightail away. When I take a couple more steps, I see that within the black mass, a shadow moves. A small black figure not halfway up to my shins forms in the shadows, coming towards where I stood. My heart quickens its beats, but my anxiety doesn't stop me from leaning in, peering through the shadows trying to catch a glimpse of what the small figure was. The shadowed figure got closer, stalking through the black mas till there was only a few feet before where my feet were planted in the cement. My breaths come in shallow gasps now as I brace myself for what I was about to encounter. Suddenly, a loud, hissing growl erupted from the figure's general area. My eyes widened so large i was afraid that they would roll out of their sockets. I quickly crossed my forearms in front of my face to protect my face from what that thing was. It takes all my willpower not to quiver from fright.

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