My hero
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I pulled down my dress with the blood trailing down my leg and I made a run for it. I ran as quick as possible. I heard the others coming after me, I ran through the woods and I kept on going as I heard them gaining on me. I dropped the gun in the hollow center of a tree quickly and I continued to run, I jumped over a high fence and I landed with a thud, with no time to dwell on the pain I got up again and ran limply, I ran for dear life and hopefully my freedom, out of nowhere I heard a car horn and saw bright lights and the light turned to complete darkness.
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