Running

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So there I am in the middle of the night walking down the dull lamp lit pavement, carrying yet another unconscious girl to my home, damn, that's sounds really bad when I put it like that. Okay, carrying one of my friends home, Hope and I hadn't met until today, but I'm pretty damn sure there is something wrong with her, but anyway, seriously, thoughts cloud my head of Mrs Yellow Rose, I had yet to find out her name, and she wouldn't know where she was, so I started running, running as fast as my legs could carry me, I ran all the way home, carrying Hope in my arms. And when I reached home, everything was fine, I had been so worried, I  over thought everything greatly. Except, Mrs Yellow Rose was sat upright on the sofa staring at me, "Did you not try to escape?" I ask hesitantly, as I look at her, then she says back, "no," she goes on, her voice gentle as I lay Hope on the sofa, "anywhere is better than where I came from, and I was so sure that this was your home, because who else would be so kind to me?" My cheeks flushed crimson as she spoke, "Thank you, but I have a question, who is that girl? Pointed over to Hope, she stares at me, "Hope," I reply, "when I went down to the library earlier on, I was in a room with Mrs Grey, and she knocked me over the head with the door accidentally, and then, well I said some things, and she got scared, so I invited her over, when on our way home, about 5 minutes ago, she literally was possessed, her eyes turned black and she blurted out something about death awaits me and my friends if I interfere with her business ever again, so yeah... not great!"we both chuckle, and then I offer her some spare pyjamas and, unfortunately there is only one guest room, so I and Mrs Yellow Rose lay Hope on the spare bed, and I let her take my bed, so I'm left sleeping on the floor, "wow," she whispers, "that's beautiful." As she looks up at my sky light, I had so many questions but I could tell that it wasn't the right time, besides who would want to ruin a perfect moment?

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