Windmill, Windmill for the land. [Olikase] (REWRITTEN)

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Oliver's pov
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"Father! That disgusting blonde rat stole my clothes! I saw him through the window!" I looked behind me to see an adult man charging at me.

I quickly turned and began to run. Unfortunately, I had tripped. Before I could get up, someone had grabbed me and said, "GIVE ME THOSE!" I felt them tugging on the clothes I had in hand.

"Wait, you don't understand! I need those!" I started tugging back.

No body was helping me.

I desperately looked around, I had no choice.
I let go of the clothes and took out my pocket knife, I raised it up to the guys neck.

"Give me the clothes, and you don't die."

he stood there.

I pushed the knife in a bit, drawing some blood.

He slowly handed me the clothes, as I slowly put it away.

I took off running.
As I was running I heard a bang, then pain shoot through my leg.
I fell, then screamed in pain.

I held my leg, and looked behind me.

People were watching.
The dad was walking towards me.

MY GOD, WHY DID I MAKE A BIG DEAL OVER CLOTHES?!

I forced myself to get up, and start running as fast as I could.

I had one thought, get the hell away from here.

I quickly spotted the horses. I quickly ran over to one, and got on. I untied the rope from the fence and quickly started riding away.
I don't know where I was heading. All I was focused on was the pain in my leg.

It must of been a gun- no. It HAD to have been a gun.
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Short chapter because I forgot to sign into Google classroom so now I'm marked as absent, and I'm being forced to start assignments.