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by bjorghalla

RUN

By the time that Christine woke up it had been days.
Her body tool exhausted to move.
Her stomach cramping and twisting.
Letting out a whimper and holding her stomach.
She continues to lay under the heating rays of the sun.
Frightened the tears begin to roll down her cheeks once more.
Memories start to play right before her eyes as she falls into a darkness once more.
"Mommy, I'm scared" Her whispering voice speaks as black dots are taking over her vision.
With a sob escaping past her lips she is welcomed into the darkness and it consumes her whole.