Runaway
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Did you ever think that you could change someone? Save them even? I did. I tried everything I could. I thought that if I loved him as much as I could, he'd be better. I thought that I could fix his broken pieces. I loved him enough to sacrifice everything for him. My life even. I tried as hard as I could. But I couldn't save him. Now I live my life in fear. Always looking over my shoulder, waiting for him to find me. I feel a cold chill down the back of my neck, like someone is watching me. No matter where I go or hide, I have that feeling, that fear. I think I leave no trail behind me, but he can pick up where I've been. There's been a couple times that he almost caught me. If I wasn't used to living in fear, being aware of everything around me, I wouldn't have made it as far as I did. I wouldn't be alive today.
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Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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