I can feel a slow steady breath on my back. The hairs on my neck are standing on end. I am being watched, studied. Every move I make is being scrutinised. When I look around there is nothing, just an endless black tunnel. It's gone. It's always gone. I can imagine what it could look like : cold dead eyes that steal your soul a crooked smile. A spectre in the darkness that seems to follow me wherever I go. It's scary but somehow I slow my breathing and walk forward. I keep on walking into the oblivion. Not looking back. I need to get home to my family, to my mum. But there is one big problem. I don't know how.
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Teen FictionWhen life gets bad all she does is run. But when she makes a huge mistake ..... Remembers her past and the terrible incident that changed her life
