RUN [✓]

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RUN

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Christine sniffs as the tears are running down her cheeks.
The cold in the air makes her tremble as she stumbles around.
Her eyes blurry from the salty tears that continue to leak down.
The sobs escaping past her mouth echo in her head.
Fog coming from her mouth as she pants.
Fear has crept through her bones and chills run down her spine from both cold and fright.
Crimson red blood stains her clothes and skin like it wishes to belong there.
Confusion swirling in her mind.
She is only just a six years old child and is now on the run for her life.