The seekers

The seekers ( on hold)

   I try catching my breath and hide behind the tree, hoping that the watchmen dont find me. Hearing the thud of their stalky boots as it hits the vigorious ground, my heart races with fear. I stand still as a statue not wanting to move a muscle, with all my emotins dwelling up inside of me i find myself grabbing at the canvas of the tree and finally force myself to move from what i feel to me right now is my secure haven. I take a quiet breath and suck in as much as my body can hold but when i do,the icy cold air burns its way in my lungs and causes me to exhale loudly.

   "Come out now were going to kill you anyway when we find you!" yells one of the watchmen. I close my eyes as if it were all a nightmare and they would all just go away!, but i know the second i open my eyes, reality will strike and i will surley die.Without thinking,I sprint and run for my life knowing in my head this was the stupidest idea ever but now,    its too late.

   Theres three guns shots from behind, luckly the first misses but im not so fortunate on the other two.The pang of the bullets through my chest is in excruciating  and throws my body to the ground, as feels as if it were thrown on a vat of fire.

   The bright light from the crystal lit moon and its stars slowly starts to fade away and my eyes grow heavy and by now i can even hear my own heart beat slow.I take in those last few breathes and grasp on to the bristled grass as i try and cling to whats real to me now but slowly start to dim away from world that only holds hate and cruelty. I now accept my fate.

                                                                         .Death.

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      I wipe my face from the sweat i had gotten from the dream and pull my covers up to my chin to try and pry off any fear left in my body and engulf my eyes with darkness the moment i open them and try and calm myself with happy thougths but, they are swept away by the horrid dream i had just a few momets ago. I take short rapid breathes and hear the fast pace of my heart as i put my cold hands to my chest and hear every thud of my beating heart.

''Hey funny face, your awake'' whispers johnny my older brother. Hes very tall for being 16 yet very strong, bold,handsome, but never vain and cruel like many of those in own little town.

'' Yeah i am did i wake you?'' i ask.

   "Well,... yeah ..kind of with all the panting and screaming, i think mr.ryscole heard you from next door because he came over to see what was the problem,'' He say. Mr.Ryscole our next door niegboor since who knows how long, hes like our very own grandfather always watching over us he even tooks care of us when both our parents died. Hes very short and chuby ; gray hairs and rinkles from over the years yet, he lives alone but has the brightest smile in our town.

"Oh sorry didnt mean to do that'' i say with the best simpethetic voice i can gesture. He smiles and makes the face that makes me crake up; i look at my brother; his breath taking eyes, and he smiles as if the world wasnt watching and talks as if he didnt care what other people thought. Which of course, he didnt.

   "Okay change and we'll discuse what happen with the other about your dream at lunch,'' He exclaims.

   I nod in agrement just to make him leave and, he does. As i strip out of my pajamas and into my clothes in those few breif moments my skin is bare, i feel so vonerable to the world and useless as if im a ragged doll. My eyes grow heavy and the fatigue takes over my body again and i try to wake myself up with cold sink water but its no use. Im about to walk out the door when i hear it.A gun has been fired ;    once,....twice.......three..four,five.                                                                                                         How many poeple have they killed or, is it me,  just that the stress in my body doesnt feel it yet but that though goes away when I hear a scream.