This was my chance to run. Into the forest, behind my building.
They were chasing me, all four of them. I kept running as fast as I could. I was wearing a black palazzo and a simple white sleeveless top.
They did not shoot me before because other people in the society would have heard it. But now, we were in a deep forest and I was in a huge trouble.
The bald guy with the gun shot a bullet. This was the first time I heard a gun shot. It was terrible; one of the loudest thing I've ever heard. The worst part was that I was the target of the bullet. Thank god it missed me. But the first bullet was never the last.
He again shot a bullet, again and again. Thanks to the dark environment that all his bullets missed the target.
I was pleased when I suddenly noticed a big tree trunk. I sat behind it and covered myself with bushes as fast as I could.
"This way! This way! Hurry!" I heard their footsteps, and in minutes, all of them were gone.
I was shivering. I was scared to death. When I heard the first bullet, I was convinced that it's my last day. The fear was unbearable. Every second was much more scarier than the last. I knew they would surely kill me. I mean they don't have any reason for not killing me. Afterall I'm the only witness of their crime.
My life has changed in just a few minutes. My parents would still be asleep, totally unaware of me. I can't believe my situation. Tears are just not stopping from my eyes. What am I supposed to do now? I don't know where to go, I just don't have any idea. My only option is that right now is that I should spend my night here, hiding myself and waiting for the morning.
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Imperfect
Teen FictionTo us, every other human life is much more better that ours. Jealousy is a human trait ofcourse. We do not care about what we have until it's gone. Harmony Keats doesn't have much time left. But what will happen when every second of her life will se...
