Running. That's all I can think. No, that's all I will think. If I choose to think the alternative, never mind, but running is the best option. What would happen if they caught me? Oh goodness, please don't let them catch me.
Suddenly, I feel something hard, and cold. I feel waves of pain roll over my body. I can taste blood and dirt. I must have fallen on the blacktop. I can tell I'm bleeding and my knees are definitely scraped. My head pounds and I feel dizzy. I push myself up, ignoring my head that's pulsating with pain. I grit my teeth and hold back tears as I wipe the rocks in my hand away.
I have to run. I have to run. I have to....
Black suburbans surround me. They all have metal cages on the backs of them. They drive. Closing in around me. There must be seven of them. Or six? I can't tell. I feel like a trapped animal, yet strangely I feel exposed and vulnerable. The cars come to a halt.
I see a boy my age step out from one of the cars. Yet he's strangely familiar.
"Where are you going my love?"He smirked.
Hey!! This is a little prologue so you could get a feel for the story. This is the first book that i will be posting on wattpad or anywhere for that matter. Please do not copy this or print this and call it our own. It's not cool. I hope you like this story as it progresses. Thnx!!
-KittenLuv3
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Death in Small Doses
Mystery / Thriller18 year old Evelyn is desperately trying to outrun her traumatizing memories. She knows that these memories contain great value, but for some reason she can't remember anything she needs. Because of her parents devastating death, she is forced to t...
