Written: 20/03/19
"Round and round the mulberry bush" Kenna through the maze of corridors but somehow she always found herself in the same place she started. She had been running for what felt like hours now and her energy was slowly seeping out of her.
"The monkey chased the weasel" The footsteps behind her got louder and louder as the person drew closer and closer. They were going to catch her if she wasn't careful; she could hear the footsteps become louder, louder than she thought footsteps could become. Then, she could feel their breathing on her neck.
"The monkey thought it was fun"
The person chasing Kenna let out a giggle that turned into a full blown round of laughter. The laughter would always haunt her if she escaped, that's even if she survived. More laughter follower her even after she ran further away from her kidnapper.
"POP goes the weasel"
The sound of gunshot echoed throughout the hallway Kenna was currently was in. This spurred her to go faster. Her eyes settled onto a doo.
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Drabbles & Unfinished Stories
Random𝓦𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼, 𝔀𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓿𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓸. ~Mindless drabbles.
