RunAway

keep running

hi little people this is a short chappy because I am shattered! who thought it would be so trying to look after kids......well I didn't! :D read on mu lovelies-....... --------------->

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Emma's POV----

I ran. I just kept going. one foot in front of the other getting quicker by the second. the tears running down my face are no longer seen because they are mixed with the rain droplets which are falling heavily from the sky. strangers push past me on the busy street trying to get to important places. none of them noticing me. none of them caring.

I run and see im on oxford street London's main shopping street. I run to the end where there is less people around and see Hyde park. my favourite place in the entire world because its the last place I saw him and the most beautiful and safest place in London.

I  run through the giant gates feeling at home and go down the path which Is lined with old oak trees. I follow it round to the lake. the little rowing boats are out today with people on them having a good time. There's a few ducks, swans and geese scattered around the lake all looking for left over food. They might find some bread or a box of chips if their lucky.

I keep running and pass many people. All of them only caring about them-selves. I collapse on to the hard ground and lean against a tree. His words run through my head over and over.........

"To you I'd run through day and night

We've got to finish what we started

We've got a lot to rescue darling."

this was his song which he wrote before he left. before anyone could say goodbye. before anyone could hug his for the last time. I can remember when he sang it to me, his shirt was torn, his shoes were worn, his hair messed up. But I didn't question it. I didn't even ask.

I curl up against the tree so my knees are touching my chest. I stay there as the cold night air washes over me and wraps me up tight. Thoughts run through my head as it touches the ground. the ground will be my pillow tonight I guess. I closed my eyes shut and let sleep take over me. 

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thanks for reading please comment and vote, I will reply to all the comment I promise :D

oh and the song is running by John Newman its on the side. John is not in this story I am just pretending another character has wrote that song :0)