Thrown into the world

Prologue

I ran as far as my weak hungered body would let me on so little energy. my scared bare feet were being scratched by the hard brittle gray grass that grew around the small cold gray lab. I heard the ripping of fabric as I ran threw the unfrogiving thorn bushes into the deep dark woods. I finally stopped for a quick breath when the howling sounds of phycotic evil laugher did not roll through the ash colored night sky like a wild thunderstorm. my cold as ice hand placed itself on my frail pale neck. when I pulled it away hot crimsion red liquid ran down my narrow wrist and slowly dripped onto the hard brown dirt filled ground. I ripped some of the pale blue fabric that painfully itched my thin arms and quickly and patheticly wrapped it around my neck trying to stop the blood from spilling even more. I franticly looked around. I saw not to far away a black barked dead tree that had been uprooted and formed in a small abandoned fox den. I crawled as fast as my weak little arms and legs could to the den and curled up like a centipede trying to protect itself from the harsh outside world into the dirt corner of the small frozen den.

my heart quickly started to speed up and the soft crunching sound of fallen leaves being stepped on slowly and threatening come deadly closer and closer. my heart felt like a race horse running around a track trying to win the race.

Crunch

          Crunch

                    Crunch

                             Crunch

                                      CRUNCH

then the crunching sound stopped right in front of my hole. I could see dull black shoes and dark gray pants that seemed to have thick black threaded stiches on them. soon I saw light gray hair man with a black stiches running from the top corner of his face to the bottom corner on the other side. he had a cigerrete in his mouth that was freshly lit and small puffs of smoke slowly rose from it like chimney smoke. his large round glasses shined from the moonlight when he looked back down at me. a creepy smile crossed his scared face "little girls should not be out at this time of night' he called out to me. I watched as he bent down a little further and stretched out his hand. "come out now ok" he said calmly.

my heart relaxed and slowed as I slowly, carefully reached out my tiny hand into his. once my hand slid into his larger pale one he pulled what was left of my frail body out and pulced me onto his warm back.  then I blacked out.