In times of war

In times of war

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I was minding my own business, delivering the bread from the local bakery, making rounds at my own sweet pace when she came out of nowhere. I was pretty sure I saw the curb which was quite deserted before I rode my cycle by it but before I even got a chance to cross it, I realized I was hitting a figure engulfed in a red cloak. Holy shit I had hit little red riding hood. “Are you blind or just thought my cloak was a target?!” she screamed at me getting off the floor and dusting the sand off her red cloak. “I’m…I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you come...I though the place was empty...You came out of nowhere,” I stammered still quite in shock. Where on Earth had she popped out from? “Yea, now I’m pretty sure it’s the first one. What’s a blind kid doing riding a bike anyway?” **************************************************************************************************** In Times of War is a story about a family stuck in a war zone. With his father dead, Moe has to make sure is family is okay, sneak them out of this war zone and make sure his family is okay, all the while hoping his love for Sarah takes him somewhere. She's the most beautiful girl he'd ever laid eyes on and amongst bombs and gun fire, it's all he can do to make sure everything goes alright.
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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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