Marks of Reminder

Marks of Reminder

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I slammed my new locker shut and then I saw her. She was looking at a simple slip of paper in her delicate hands. Her eyebrows were furrowed together as if she was having a difficult time reading it. Her once waist length brown hair was now red and layered short around her face. No it can't be she's dead she died in your arms two years ago don't do this to yourself. Not after all the hell you put yourself through. But my heart hand other plans and had control over my brain. My feet moved without my permission towards her. " Nash?" I whispered before I could stop myself.
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She....I....... I was running through the thick branches, pushing the leaves out of my way with all my might. I had to get away. The wet, brown, ground made it easier for me to slip and let her red, chilling hands slip around my innocent, scarred body, not knowing where she would take me next. I was almost out of breath, but I had to keep running if I wanted to make it out of this forest alive. My red dress was getting torn to shreds, and my hands and feet had mud all over them. My long, bushy brown hair was getting hooked on every possible branch, making me push my hair in the back of my dress, just like I used to when I was forced to cook everyday for my loathsome 'parents'. Returning back to the real world, I had to stop otherwise I would black out. I took a few seconds to catch my breath silently, and to look around to see if she was there behind me. I was looking up at the tall, old tree when I heard a twig snap behind me. Just like in the horror films. I turned and ran in the same direction, not daring to look back and see her wretched face fixed on my body. I sprinted and sprinted, but slowed down when I saw I was heading to nowhere but a ragged cliff. The unknown would me known if I continued to run and jump. I stopped two metres away from the cliff and looked down to see a valley so far down. If I jump..... I die. If I let her take me..... the unfair horribleness awaits me. I had no choice. I jumped.

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