Danger

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My eyes shot up to see that familiar Pail face in the moon light . I turned around to see if anyone had seen me dripping with blood except for -HES GONE.My curiosity took over my sanity . Let's see were that boy went.i sprinted forward into the woods with my knife in hand. Where is that freak at? Wait how deep am I into the forest?

Snap.i turned to be kneed in the stomach and i was pinned against the tree. My breath escaping my lungs. His face was quite unique compared to others ....I like how different it was.
Are you not gonna fight back after slaughtering that family?he tilted his head and tightened his grip on my neck.my leg raised and I kicked him in the stomach making him stumble.i fell to the ground and reached for my knife. I slashed away at his knee and pulled him down.Pulling myself onto him pinning him down.

Who are you and why do you keep watching me?i placed my knife onto his throat and watched him smile.well I was told to watch you and do you wanna know something... I like a woman on top.My hands lifted in shock to what the pervert had just said.his head collided with mine knocking me to the ground.Thats for my knees ya bitch,he spoke in a tone that could make a child cry.His hand raised ready to strike my face.i rolled out the way making him hit the ground.FUCKIN HELL WILL YOU JUST STAY STILL! I turned to run but felt a sharp pain in my back causing me to fall. I felt my back to feel a cold,metal object in bedded into my back.

His knife .it was thicker than mine and heavier.i grunted In pain as I pulled it out .get up you can't lay here forever. I stumbled to my feet preparing for his attack his knife sliced my hand causing me to groan. I knocked the knife out the way and stabbed him in the shoulder. FUCK THATS A DIRTY SHOT!his fist collided with my face making me fall and land on my chest.i tried to crawl away put I felt my hair being pulled taking my head with it before being slammed down harshly knocking me out.

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