The Chase

Things just always seem to go wrong. I suppose that's just the way life goes.

In a minute, you're at the top of the hill, looking over the beautiful hillside, roaring like a lion, feeling so victorious in winning life over.

But in just a snap, the beautiful horizon is overhauled by an unsettling blizzard hitting you, pushing you down a cliff while you hear life's devious laughter.

It can never be consistent. Life can never be easy.

It will always bitch around, taking with her all your happiness and serenity, always wanting to be chased.

I believe every life has a hidden race that needs to be taken part of.

I believe that everyone has a prize in mind that he needs to go in pursuit of.

I also have mine. And I've been chasing him almost all my life.

Throughout my being, I dedicated myself to this chase not knowing that there's a bigger race that I need to be competing in.

A race so steep and difficult to traverse- the most arduous and seems to be a boundless steeplechase.

I suppose I need to put this story down in an ordered fashion to make sense. Or perhaps I will be able to convince people that they are lucky for not experiencing the same mishap that I'm forced to face for the rest of my life.

But actually, this is not really for those outsiders looking in. This is for me.

This is my story.

This is my race.

This is,

The Chase.

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Pain. Dejection. Melancholy.

As buoyant as she is, Aliyah Ikeuchi could not put herself to understand why she experiences such bizarre series of mishaps. All she did was love Ice Alvarez- a guy who doesn't even give a shoot towards her.

But nothing has prepared her for a more peculiar set-back that would change not just her life but also his. Until when is she willing to fight?

A story about a naive girl who discovers courage in the midst of fear, a cold guy who will learn how to feel and a chase you wouldn't want to miss.

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THE CHASE

by: Vyoutifool

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the writers's imagination or are used fictitiously.

Contents may not be reproduced in whole or any part in any form without the consent of the writer.

Dedication: For everyone who has hope, or for anyone who needs it.