Scared to live ; Scared to die

~Introduction~ By : A Silent Writer. .................. His breathing was getting nearer and by the smell of gasoline I could tell he was getting closer to my tree.The rain was getting pretty heavy and I was starting to feel the scratches he had ripped on my arms earlier. I was little ahead of him and I knew if I ran he would soon catch me ,also I knew if I stood there he would find me and I would meet the same fate as my friends...............I was scared......SCARED TO LIVE; SCARED TO DIE.

But this is how it all began.

2 Months Earlier...........

I was packing for the trip me and my best friends  and I had been planning since we were 12 when I got a call. "Yo Jazz we gonna have to rent a bigger van 'cause me and Tiffany boyfriends is coming and we ain't gonna fit unless we packed in there like Mexicans-" I heard Kyla say through the static of my phone," this weather is shit !!!!!!!!

!!! How we gonna drive our asses in this rain !" I huffed looking out my fogged window "chill we gonna be straight" Kyla said in her coolest voice.......and I believed her.