The last thing I remember was laying down. Now I'm running in the woods. What's after me? How did I get here? Was I kid napped?
All of a sudden I hear, "I'm going to get you betty, you better run." Then I heard a laugh.
"Someone please help. Please help me", I heard my self scream. There is no light in sight, only trees. No building. No people. I am trying my best to run for my life, but it has practically been raining for 3 days straight, so the grass is wet and muddy. "Ahh", I fell. I rush to feet. There must only be trees for miles and miles.
"There is no escaping me Betty. You thought you could escape me", the man laughed. He is actually laughing like this is some kind of game.
He is right. I can feel myself giving up. There is no where I can go. I'm a terrible runner, and it looks like it will be a while before I can find safety. New plan. I start climbing up the tree. This is it I am going to be safe.
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RandomSuper short story I wrote for fun. Soooo you should read it;) It will literally take you no more than 2 minutes.
