The Little Runaway

The Little Runaway

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I could hear the soft sounds of the forest around me and could hear another sound as well I focused on it. one no two sets of footsteps slowly creeping in closer to me as I lean against the tree with my eyes closed and my bow notched ready to fire at whoever it is as I am clenching my teeth in pain as my ankle is pulsing in pain still. I hear a snap of a twig and a whispered curse in the bush ahead of me. "who's there" I manage to shout with a hint of pain in my voice and my arrow aimed at the bush that is now being pushed to the side as a young guy steps through but freezes when he sees my arrow pointed at him.
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I don't know what happened... I was walking and then this thing comes out of nowhere and sinks its teeth and claws into me. My skin tears and seemily gallons of blood pooled on the forest floor. I knew then that I would die... But life had something else in store... And lets just say it isn't pretty.

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