Run! Is what the voice in my head tell me to do. I try to move but my body won’t move. No matter how hard I try my body wont respond. I can hear his steps as he creeps closer. Is it to late to be saved from this darkness. Something inside of me snaps and at that moment I lunge forward. Running through the dense forest trying my hardest not to trip on anything that may laying in my path. I can feel my heart thumping wildly in my chest. My ears are ringing from the pressure build up. What if he catches me? Will he kill me right away or slowly? Every possible question comes to mind as I run for my life.
I stumble just a bit but its enough for him to gain on me. With in seconds I can feel the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. Now I know he is right behind me. As long as I can remember, I could always tell when he was near. Now not only can I sense him close I can smell him. Deep inside I want to turn around and face him, but fear is one tricky bitch. All of a sudden I can feel his breath on my neck and I know now its over. There is no more running. It’s either I put my hands up and fight or I shut up and take it in silence. But being who I am there is no chance in hell I will just take it.
“Hello my sweet. It’s been a while. Oh how I’ve missed you my sweet.”
Remember me my sweet. I sure haven’t forgotten you. I mean how can I when your just so…well your perfect.”
He reaches out and barely touches me. He lightly caresses my skin. I can feel his breath on the back of my neck. I know I should be running, but I cant. I have been preparing for the day that I would have to face him and today is that day and I can barely breath next to him. My breath hitches when I feel his soft lips against the side of my neck. An awful feeling creeps into my bones.. god I know this isn't right, but its like he somehow has me frozen in one spot. In a trance that I cant come out of. I used to be a normal teenage girl. What the hell happened to that girl? Oh yes I know she has had to run to save those around her. To save herself for as long as she can.
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Fear
FantasyAs a child your taught to never run from your fears. Well at least in my family we are taught to pretty much grab the bulls by the horns. My name is Symphony Rain. Im 21 and im running. From what you ask..i am running from the demons that chase me...
