Run Away

Running For my Life

We started running. Running as fast as we could. I heard voices in the background, but I couldn't quite hear what they were saying. It was too muffled. I slowly started to get tired of running. I almost stopped a few times, but I knew I had to keep going. I forced myself forward. I forced myself to go faster. I wasn't stopping. I never would. I didn't want to go back with my parents. I started to like life out on the streets. It was kind of nice. I looked behind me to see if we lost them, we didn't. I could see a few men running after us.

"Kendall you go that way, I'll go this way." Zach had whispered to me.

"But Zach you'll get caught if you keep going straight."

"I know, but it's better me than you. What if your parents are looking for you? Mine gave up years ago! Now run! Go Kendall, go. Don't stop, don't go home, don't go out in the open. Stay hidden in the forest."

"But Zach, I don't wanna leave you. I want to stay, and live the rest of my life with you." At this point tears were coming down my face. I didn't want to leave him. I stood there looking at him.

"Kendall, go now! Run for your life! I'll find you don't worry!"

"But what if you don't."

"Kendall, don't worry about me. Just run. Just run for your life, and don't look back."

He then tugged me over, and gave me a little push as in saying 'Run'. I did. I realized he was trying to save me. I did as he wished. I ran. I ran for my life. I didn't stop, I kept going. I couldn't risk getting caught. After a little bit I started to slow down. I tryed to force myself to keep going, but I couldn't. Sweat was coming down off my face. I was panting like crazy. I-I had no energy left. I couldn't even walk. I tried so hard, but nothing worked. I could feel the tears coming back. I knew it was over. Life was over for me. I was gonna die here in the woods, all alone. No one will ever find me, and if they do, they won't care. Anyways who even cares about me? If I did die, would anyone care? 'Yes, Zach would.' Said a voice in my head. It was right. If I died, Zach would care. He would stop  his whole life for me, well for anyone really. He was that kind of guy. I tried my best to not fall a sleep. I knew if I did, I could possible die. I kept myself awake not for myself, but for Zach. Even if I couldn't walk or run, at least I would live. I sat down, leaning against a tree. I could feel my eyes start to close. I tried to keep them open, but I had no control. They closed, and everything went black...