Run

Chapter 2

I've been running all day I'm very tried now. I get my water bottle out of my backpack to have a drink. I was unlucky today I didn't see any water+ holes so this is my first bit of water for the day. But I still only drink half of it in case I don't find more tomorrow. Over the past year and a half I've learnt that I need to start rationing my water+. Once I didn't and I came very close to dying. I would have died, but someone I don't know who dropped water into my mouth and filled up my drink bottle, I was on the ground barley keeping consciousness so I never saw them. I think it was stupid, that person shouldn't waste water on people they don't know, but still I'm grateful that they did.

It's dark now I don't like running when it's dark. It's only dark for about 2 hours now but I still don't like running not because I'm afraid of the dark or anything because I'm really not, I even like it because I can't see, so I can't see how messed up the world really is, but it also means I can't see my compass that's around my wrist like a watch. I learned from almost the start that the compass points straight away from the void. This means I'm always running straight away from it, which saves a bit of time I don't know what I would do without it. As well as my compass I have on a red t-shirt, black pants, brown boots and a dark and light grey striped jacket. In the large land days I wouldn't be caught dead in something so random and fugly but these days I'm just glad it isn't wrecked and torn like most people's clothes especially the jacket. It gets quite hot in the day but at night the temperature plummets and it gets very cold. Some people have sleeping bags but I wasn't lucky enough to get one early on and now there like gold only big groups tend to have them. I tried to steal one once from a smaller group from a 5 year old when everyone was sleeping. I know that's cold, I used to be sweet but the void, the plain, they changed me. Anyway what I assume was her father woke up and cut me across the face with a knife, leaving a scar across the left side of my forehead down to just past my eye. Back in the large land times I would have been mortified but these days I'm just grateful it didn't get infected. I ran away and they didn't chase me because I dropped the sleeping bag. So all I really have is a thin jacket. During the day I tie it around my waste because my backpack is only very small, but its night now and I'm going to have a sleepy. I put the jacket on get out my knife put my backpack on the ground like a pillow and lay down. The ground is hard and felt like concrete but hot from the day which is nice, I try to get comfortable so I can get to sleep. I fall asleep with my knife in hand just in case.