Turn for the Worst

Turn for the Worst

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Have you ever had that feeling that something is about to go wrong right before it does? Well that's how I felt right before my life changed. So next time you get that feeling do not hesitate to prepare yourself, because I didn't and look where I ended up... On my way out the window, something hooked into the collar of my dress, almost strangling me in the process. I let out a small squeak. Strong arms pulled me back through the window as if I was light weight. On my way back through I felt something sharp prick my side. I cried out in pain. "You prick." I hissed at the asshole, who both saved and damaged me. "Yeah, well this prick just saved your life."Jeremy replied. "And damaged my fucking side." I muttered, still in pain. He smirked. "Well, had you successfully jumped. You would have damaged more than your fucking side." He said hunched over my head. "No I wouldn't-."  He pointed for me to look out the window. I gave him a look that said: 'do I look like I can move?'...
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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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