Over Her Shoulder

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She looks behind her

Nothing

Keeps running

Out of breath

Her footsteps thump against the grass


She looks behind her

Nothing

She doesn't stop

Desperately, aching legs

Nearing the end of the road


She looks behind her

Nothing

Taunting laughter

Almost there

Too far now to stop


She looks behind her

Something

The footsteps stop

The girl smiles

And collapses upon the ground


He looks before him

Nothing

Nothing at all

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