Run And Never To Return

Chapter 3: I'm On My Own

She stood up She couldn't wait there was no stopping for anyone or anything. She picked up the strength to run, though there was not much strength to pick up. She ran with a big bright smile on her face running and never looking back the only thing following her was her long prepossessing hair. She ran through the intire field and never stopped until she got to the mossy border line of the green colored forest.

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She took one step onto the blanket of Moss she was one step closer to freedom. She didn't bother to dawdle because she knew once her step dad discovered she was gone he would go looking. He didn't really care about her. She new that but she just thought of herself as his useless punching bag which made her feel nauseous because it was true. She took in the beauty of the forest it was one of the most appealing things she had ever seen. The satisfactory was the only thing that kept her calm for a while as she walked on. Her ankle was swollen, but from all the mahem going on she hadn't noticed. Her exhaustion took the better of her and her feeble legs could no longer proceed.

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Ashton gazed upon an old brown tree with sap squeezing out of the flaky bark . The color of the tree was hardly visible because it was sheiled by moss. At the bottom were the roots, spread apart making a little green moisture covered seat. She sat on top of the mossy blanket and pushed her back against the tree, exhaled and quivered. She looked down at her puffy blue and black ankle. She stared, "fuck" she inhaled as the air seeped in through the spaces between her teeth. The pain permeated her ankle and it was hard for her to bare. The moisture and her sweat mixed together like oil and water. It made her feel even worse.

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As she sat swimming in moisture waiting for the suffering to diminish she sat staring up to the trees and watched the leaves flutter. She sat and thought, forgetting her throbbing ankle and staring at the sky that was once cobalt but is now a deep fire red with one freckle of blinding yellow that is seeping through the spaces between bodies of the trees as she sat across from it. Ashton had practicaly been all alone most of her life but this time she was really alone sitting in beauty and peacefulness. A tear tore down her face and fell quickly to her shirt. Another accompanying it from the corner of her eye plunging off of the side of her chin. When more tears arrived in her eyes the trees grew blurry and she closed them and opened them again. The tears were still Slipping and she closed once she again. The sixteen year old girl had kept it in for this long she need for he anxiety to escape. Ashton didn't open her eyes this time while her cheeks were wet fatigue took controll she tilted her head back and leaned it agains the tree and Ashton fell into a deep sleep.