To Be Continued..

The Runaway

Ding-Dong went the door bell. As two curious people heads swing to the direction of the door. "ill get it you shower." Emma says as she slowly gets up trying to unstick her thigh from her seat but before she could take a step "Emma ill get the door you go to your room" Her mother said quickly "why mom what's wrong?" Ding-Dong "nothings wrong why would anything be wrong?" "because your talking really fast" Ding-Dong "just do what you told and on your way up take a backpack from my closet on the far left corner in the very back but don't look in it-" Ding-Dong "Oh and if anything go to Ms. Woodcutter okay-" Ding-Dong "914 cherry wood Street" and headed for the door.

When she finally got into the room she had done everything her mother had asked to but faster than the average pace. she ran to the room as quietly as she could hurrying. Emma always knew when something was wrong with her mother. the signs were always clear to her. and now there were people in her house looking for Emma.

Halfway to her room she heard a crashing sound then footsteps "look for the other one the queen said she needed her and the look out said the've been her all day" and more footsteps. when she got into her room she sliped into her everyday wear of vans shoes and packed only the essentials she had roughly two of everything with deoderent and lotion. stuffing the backpack she had retrived from her mothers closet into a dufel bag she closed it about to put it on she heard footsteps on the outside of the hallway. knowing the were clearing the house for any sighs....of her.

Knowing she wouldn't be able to escape unoticed she set a trap hoping ut would lead them away she opens the window and ran hiding in the closet. desperate no one would open its door. but right when she closed the door of the closet the door of the room opened as a big husky man walked in. his head swiftly moving back and forth for sighs of life when his eyes reatched the window the ran to it and looked down possibly hoping to see what he was looking for he got up quickly and yelled "I think she's outside!" but continued to look about the room he looked were all the places a 16 year old could hide. under the bed. in the bathroom. I think he checked under the sink just to be sure. while miss Emma quietly shuffled around her closet looking for a potental weapon who are these guys? what do they want with me? finally when the man came out of the bathroom he headed for the door what happened to mom?! then he stopped and stared at Emma with fear and adrenaline rushing suddenly through her veins she gripped tight an iron baseball bat as her weapon lucky for her she stuffed it in her closet years before. retiring from softball. as he moved closer the more she needed to pee. it wasn't until he opened the door did Emma use her neves for something. when the first light shined on her skin she used all the force in her body to swing the baseball bat right in the mans face.

As the man bent over in pain Emma jumped over and rushed toward the door keeping her baseball bat with her for anymore inferences. as she ran down the hallway heading toward the door she noticed something on the corner of her eye. something on the ground. someone familiar. Mom. Emma thought. she ran over to her shaking her mother has gently but hard as she could. "mom. Mom... Mom wake up-" her eyes opened slowly "Mom. come on we have to get out of here.-" "no." she mumbled "you have to go. you have to stop her. and I did all I could. I played my part." she grabes Emma's hand prying it from her shoulder forcing her to let go. "I love you." Emma looked deep into her mothers eyes. speechless from what she had just said. Then...Footsteps. "I love you so much Mom." and grabed her hand. "I found her shes in here!" "go" she said. Emma not noticing her mother grabed a gun wedged from the depths of her pants and shot two bullets flying throw the air landing deeply into one of the men. "go!" she said again. stunned she got up and ran as fast as she could. no looking back for her life was forever changed.