**Delilah's pov**
I take a water bottle out of my gym bag, open it and poor almost half the bottle on my pants where the blood is.
A few tree roots were out lying across the path. I guess that's why you don't run in the woods. You might end up like me, tripping and ending up with cuts on your legs.
I eventually get back up, put the rest of the water back in my bag. I look down at my phone.
6:42, it reads. I start walking again,with a slight limp as my knee hurts. I try to put more pressure onto my other leg, hence my cut knee is aching.
I get a weird feeling, like someone is following me. My pace picks up a little. My breathing gets a little heavier.
As I think to myself, "I'm stupid. Nobody is following me. It's all in your head, Delilah. "
After I say that to myself, a sigh comes out in relief. "It's just me watching too many horror movies by myself. " I feel more calm, and not in a panic rush.
*Crack*
"What was that?" I think to myself, "it's just me. I did it. I stepped on a branch. It's okay. "
"Footsteps." I hear, and I automatically start walking faster again.
*Crack*
"Shit!" I say quietly as my fast walking starts to turn into a jog.
*Craaacckk*
My jog turns into a run. As I try and watch my step so I don't hurt myself again. In stead of going in a straight line, I start darting in-between trees and bush's as I leave the path. "If someone or something is gonna get me I'm at least gonna make it harder to get me."
As I'm moving in-between trees and bushes. Jumping over broken branches. Underneath branches still connected to trees. In between this tree and that tree.
Suddenly it all gets dark. As I stop dead in my track. I can't see anything. I go to scream, and another hand gets put over my mouth.
I can't see.
Or scream.
Oh my God, I'm gonna die!
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With a blink of the eye
TerrorWhen you're living the perfect life, then with a blink of the eye it's a gone.. Kidnapped. Abused. Raped. Trying everyday for a way out. Alive. What would you do, if you were in Delilah's shoes?