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The sun shined brightly as it's happy calm rays showered themselves on the city of swat. The markets were crowded with shoppers and vendors. In the admist of the rush a choas was formed by two young girls. Dodging and passing multiple faces and obstacles they ran for their lives.
"WE ARE ROYALLY SCREWED!!" Hadiya yelled as she ran after her bestfriend. A fat man chased after them. The two troublesome girls had just accidentally hit the man's bald head with their tennis ball as one of them tried to hit the other and other dodged the hit resulting in the ball hitting the man who was peacefully chatting away with his friend.
To add more to his misery the chai he was drinking was spilled all over his sky blue shalwar kameez. His nostrils flared, and pale face turned red with fury, he glared at them making the girls crack up at his hilarious expressions. Tough they had apologized but the lack of remorse in the girls attitude made him run after them to teach them a lesson.
He spewed profanities at them in pashto but they just laughed and ran dodging the passing cars and people. They had caused a chaos in the market they were in, a few things fell off the stalls which they were fast to place back up while not getting caught.
"LESS WORDS MORE STRIDES IF YOU WANT TO LIVE" The black haired girl replied turning around glancing at her friend with her soft hazel green eyes shielded by round nerdy glasses. A magnificent grin plastered on her face showing just how much she wasn't regretting anything she did.
They ran faster as the man started to gain on them. The girls jumped over a man who was hunched over on the road picking something up. The man stumbled on the ground cursing her whole being.
"SORRY!" They Yelled in unison, taking multiple turns, they finally slowed down in a valley covered with luscious green grass and a canopy of white scattering clouds.
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