A run through the woods is usually a nice way to relax yourself, a gentle breeze can take away your thoughts as your legs move you further and further, faster and faster.
Unless you have a mutated demon running after you.
Well, I couldn't actually tell you if it was mutated, or even a demon for that matter. All that I knew is that it was chasing me and it probably wanted the taste of my blood. Sounds like a typical Tuesday right?
But, now that I think about it, I dont know how I started running in the first place. How did I even get here? Why is it chasing me? And where did the ground just go?
The earth below me disappeared revealing a steep drop into pine trees pointed up like skewars.
Huh. Found it.
Hmmm, guess you probably want some details don't you? Alright lets just -pause- what's going on here a second.
There we go, we'll just go ahead and leave my body suspended up there for a minute, sound good?
What? No, I'm not a time traveller. No, I can't control time.
What do you mean this is impossible then? Of course it's possible, I'm doing it right now! I'm using THOUGHT to talk to you, everyone knows that thought travels faster than anything.
What about light? No, thought travels faster than light too. I'm not crazy, your the crazy one!
Alright. Lets just calm down a second.
Details right? Well, I can't tell you how I got here, to be perfectly honest I don't know. Why is a supposed "mutated demon" chasing me? Refer back to the second sentence of this paragraph. As for the ground, we've already found it.
Anything else? What's that? You want to know my name? Oh that's very formal of you. My question is, should I tell you? Quite your mumbling, obviously I'm going to tell you, you asked so nicely. My name is Amara (Uh-mare-uh). And you want to know about my life, is that right?
It all began on the day my parents got married, the celebration that followed the marriage had just ended, and my parents decided that they would begin their honeymoon by retreating to a more private location, and fu*-
What? Oh! You want to know what led up to me getting ready to plummet to my demise? Geez, no need to get awkward you just had to say so.
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I'm going to keep this brief.
So, here's my first attempt at a real book. Constructive critisisum welcomed. Please point out typos, vote, share, and hopefully enjoy.
YOU ARE READING
My Turn To Tell My Story
General FictionWho are these people that call themselves Chasers? What do they want with me and my Tribe? Where did they come from? Why are they here? Why did they kill everyone... You know, just a handful of questions that I wanted to throw out there, see if I pi...
