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His Runaway Bride

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Parts 11
Time 59m

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I was struggling for breath. I could feel beads of sweat sinking into the skin on my back. 
I had been running for my life after finally seizing the chance to escape.
I had escaped but it still seemed like a fantasy. Was this actually happening?

I screamed when I heard the firing of ammunition to my left. British and American jets flew over my head; too close for comfort. Did they see me as a target? A target for a missile strike? Surely they would spare me?
Oh Lord guide me I had wailed. 

It all happened so quickly. The explosion somewhere behind me, followed by men shouting and screaming. I wasn't ready to go back there. Granted, they didn't torture me but I was slowly suffocating in that place. And anyway I had to get out of there. My feet carried me even quicker in a random direction towards the nearest shelter I could see.

Once I reached the shed like thing, I desperately looked around for any other signs of life; there were none. I whimpered and sat with my back leaning against a nearby mango tree. I hope they wouldn't get me. Be it the American or British troops or be it the extremists I had just run away from.

I was a lonely soul in the middle of the Sahara-like terrain, yet I held hope and God's guidance close to my heart.

I wasn't just running for my life, I was also running to save the life growing inside me...

In other words, I was his runaway bride..

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