The games(TC)

The games(TC)

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I quickly turn to see someone rushing at me with a sword. I froze with fear, reminding me of my past. I snapped out of it and turn to run only to fall down a hill, hurting my knee badly. I got on to my back and couldn't get up fast enough.. he was already upon me. I close my eyes waiting for his sword to come crashing on my skull but it didn't. I slowly open my eyes to see a boy with brown hair and a black tee-shirt on intercepting the sword with the side of his bow...I could only think why would he save me, a girl who he has never seen until the games.
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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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