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Branches scraped my face as I run trough the woods, leafs and twigs crushing under me. I have no idea we're I am, I am know just running blindly in the forest.

Reaching a hill, I start tumbling down it. Loosing my footing I crash to the ground, a searing pain in my ankle makes me not able to get stand back up.

The shadow of the man that I know is following me keeps me moving. I crawl myself towards the end of a muddy pond before my body totally fails me. Looking down into the water I met by an awful sight. Mud sticking to my blond hair, blood smeared all over my face, clothes torn, and my blue eyes lifeless. " I don't know if I can keep doing this." I whisper to myself the pain is just to much to handle.
       

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