Still (One Shot)

You can run but you can't hide

*Huff, huff* I'm tired. I'm thirsty. I need to rest. But I can't. If I do, they'll catch me. And they'll kill me. So I can't stop. I need to go on. I can't die!!!

I turned to a corner and found a straight path. I ran and ran and ran just to keep away from those guys.

What do they want from me? I didn't do anything to them!!! Maybe it wasn't me who had done something. Maybe it was my family and they wanted revenge!!! I HAVE NO IDEA!!! Why me?! WHY ME??!!

I sped up and turned at a corner and found a dead end.

I tried to climb the wall though I know I don't have a chance. I turned around to see that those guys are already a few meters away from me. And I'm hiding my fear and I'm trying to be strong. They came towards me slowly, grinning like cheshire cats, holding those guns and bats and knives. And I couldn't do anything at all. I'm a helpless mice surrounded by cats.

And then there I saw it, reflecting the sun's rays to my eyes. I picked it up. A knife. I held it up and can't help but feel calm. It seems like this knife is giving me the sensation of feeling safe -- protected. There were about five men who were chasing me. They started to run towards me. I placed myself in fighting stance and charged towards them. I swung the knife and red blood came spurting from the man's neck.

I stood there with the others. No movement. Just still silence.

Another one charged at me and then another. With a swish of a knife, they all died. It's so peculiar how I still am calm despite the fact that I am killing people. But that doesn't matter now. What matters is that I'm safe and no one can harm me.

Then I walked away, drenched in blood, my precious knife in my hand.

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