The Hiding Spot

The Hiding Spot

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I run as fast as I can hoping the creature would go away. I look behind me seeing Autumn almost falling to the ground. A chill goes up my spine,this is not going to end well.
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Exerpt: "I pulled my chain with every breath I took. Every inhale of my poking ribs was another. Blood dripped from my neck wound to the floor in globs. I was tired. As I pulled another time, the sirens of the facility blared in my ears. They were already laid back in pain and lack of hope. Being pulled from my family, I grew up here, so the rushing of footsteps was nothing new. I finally callapsed as my door swung open. I laid in a heap of 6' 10" wolf. My ice-like eyes making contact with a brilliant blue. That blue reminds me of the old lake I used to go to as a pup. It's such a pretty blue. The male lifted a finger to his ear and said something my rining ears couldn't pick up. He walked over to me slowly, as if he didn't want to hurt me, taking hold of my metal collar covered in blood breaking it. He tried picking me up, but with his short frame, even my malnourished body was to heavy and large for him alone. "Just leave me to die" I whined hoping he'd realized I lost hope.

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