5) Sadistic Grins
I kicked up my speed and heard noise that sounded like someone else sprinting. I could hear them catching up to me, I needed to think fast. I dropped my backpack and my textbooks to gain some speed and so it wouldn't weigh me down.
I could see the police station right up ahead, I started smiling and- I got knocked back by something furry and red with an 'oomph' and I writhed in pain.
The red furry thing was on top of me, holding me down, I noticed it almost looked to the exact equivalent of a dog...well except for one major detail. It was smiling at me. Smiling. My eyes widened as I tried to get up but the dog-thing or whatever it was, wouldn't let me, it would growl and me threateningly every time I tried to.
I heard footsteps in the grass and someone started chuckling "Good job smile, but I think I can take it over from here" the man said, his white hoodie hiding all of his face. Smile bowed his head down and got off of me, and I started to get up, only to be pushed back down again.
"Whoa, whoa princess, you can't leave yet. The party is just getting started" he said and a string of laughter followed. He was to busy laughing that moment to realize my arms and legs were free. I took advantage of that moment, I curled my hand into a fist and with it connected to his face with a reasonable amount of force.
He dropped his knife, and clutched his nose, I could tell I hit him good when his nose started bleeding. I crawled over to his knife and reached my hand out for it. I was nearly there when someone flipped me over on my back and was straddling me.
"You shouldn't have made me angry girly, now you'll really pay the price" He lifted the knife up and was about to stab me when something happened-it was like an out of the body experience.
I suddenly felt more powerful and I shoved the killer off of me as hard as I could. I heard a loud crack and saw that he landed on the tree in front of me. When the hell did I become that powerful?
I looked at the now unconscious killer and breathed a sigh of relief. All of the sudden, my feet somehow had the a mind of their own and I got up and ran to my house. The rest of it was pretty blurry, though I do remember bits and peices, like calling Zoey and falling asleep on my bed.
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I awoke to the front door closing with a slam, I winced. I guess my foster mother Maple, left for the day and now because of her rather rude awakening, I got up to start my wonderful weekend. I know that sounds like I don't care for my foster mother, but I do.
I am just really frustrated at her, because she keeps making the same mistake over and over. Then again, I thought to myself who am I to say that, we all have one thing in our lives that leads us make the same mistake. You see, she is having a bit of a problem with her...personal life.
Okay, Okay, the thing is that she has horrible taste in men, and after they leave her she is broken and devastated. I don't want her to get hurt again. Like she did this time. It hurts me to see her hurt like that. She is not just my foster mother, she's my friend too and friends don't let friends get hurt, simple as that.
I got up and ate some breakfast for myself, then changed into my clothes for the day. After I was done I set out a little note for Maple just incase she got home earlier than expected today. I looked over the short note to see if I was missing anything.
Maple,
I heard that Adrian is now out of critical condition, so I made plans to visit him at the hospital. If I am not home by the time you come home, call me.
R
With that, I left for the hospital to see how Adrian was faring. The only thing I hope for is that he's alright.
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