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8 meters away, they bolted at me and I could not play the game anymore. I ran away. I could not see where I was going with my scared tears blurring my vision, but every time I looked back they seemed closer and closer and I seemed to be stumbling more and more. I tripped over a rock and rolled to a stop, my knife skidding a few feet away as the person closed in on me, panting heavily. I reached for my weapon as much as I could but the ground was firm yet slick. I guess it had rained recently? Whatever it was, it made the ground slick and I could not get enough grip on my hands or knees to get my knife in time before the person kneeled down and grabbed me by the waist. I am ashamed to say that I almost bit them to make them let go of me before I realized who was holding me so tenderly to their breast and sobbing gently into my hair. 

Honeybee... What is she doing here?

WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?! SHE IS SUPPOSED TO BE ACROSS THE COUNTRY, LITERALLY. SHE IS SUPPOSED TO BE OFF THE EAST COAST ON A SHIP IN THE OCEAN WITH THE REST OF HUMANITY, SAFE AND PROTECTED. WHAT ON GOD'S DOOMED PLANET DOES SHE THINK SHE IS DOING HUGGING ME??? 

I am not sure what came over me in the heat of the moment, but I pushed her away and I ran. I knew she would just stalk me again and follow me to the ends of the earth until death do us part. It was part of our marriage vows. I grabbed my things and kept running. Now, I am hiding from her like I do not wish to be with her because I do not! 

                                                                                                                             -G.G.

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