Ramshackled
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Ongoing6m
Last published Wed, Sep 8, 2021
It was barely dusk. Trees and branches stood in disfigured form. The path was littered with dead leaves. She knew she had to find her way back before the sun was gone.
She felt watched. The hair at the back of her neck stood on end. They were watching, they were waiting. She tried to move away, away from the shadow that lurked within the trees. She noticed the person behind her, she thought he was just another homeless person but he kept following her. Before she knows, his pace quickened.
She needed to run.
She was running through the forest, running away. The trees were blur. Her world gliding past her.
Dry sticks crackled underneath her feet as she ran. She didn't dare look back. The only problem was she didn't know who was chasing her.
"Help! Help me!!" She yelled until her voice cracked but her cries found no home as her pursuer carried forward.
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