Chapter 1- I'm running...

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Chapter 1- I'm running...

I'm running. Through the house. Out the back door. Into the forest. However fast I run he is always there. Always behind me. His breath is warm against his back. It was then I came across a fallen tree. What now? Round or over? I jumped over. Maybe my choice was wrong. My satchel got caught on a branch. I tugged and tugged until it finally came free;but they didn't give up. They clawed at me, fighting for me. It was like I was the last sweet in the tin. Cuts and grazes all up my arms and legs, but I'm not giving up. I've been running my whole life. Running away from him. Sometimes I feel like letting him win but I won't, not yet. My parents, bless their souls, lost their lives trying to protect me from him;I won't let them down. I don't see why he is after me. What can I do to lift this burden off of my shoulders?

It's raining now. Hard. I've been running and hiding for hours now;he still hasn't given up. He's waiting for me to give in to him. I'm drenched from head to toe, like a drowned rat, but I won't give up yet. I still have a little bit of hope and energy left inside me.

It must be at least 7 o'clock now. Haven't seen or heard from the Beast in a few hours, but I don't believe he's gone. Not yet. As long as I'm here, I don't think he'll ever go. I'm looking up at the grey sky thinking. Thinking about Mum. About Dad. About everything. And when I remember the last time I saw them, millions of questions flood into my head: Who is the "Beast" and what does he want from me?

It's a full moon. Lighting the night. It was the moon that showed me the way-what to do. I'm going to find him before he finds me. I'm going to ask him the things I don't know. No more running. No more hiding. Don't get me wrong, I'm not giving up! I just want to know if he knows the thing I don't. Before I change my mind, I'm grabbing my satchel and starting an adventure in the matter of life or death.

What will become of me? Will I find him or will he find me first? I won't know. I'm no longer running. I'm no longer hiding. In fact, I'm heading to one of the first places I would never think of going again.

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