The Beginning

The Beginning

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Chapter One: I was running, the sweat on my skin kept forcing more and more out of my heated body. I kept running into multiple trees. I must have had 20 scratches from it. I finally stopped. My body wouldn't go any further. That's all I could remember, I sat up from the little quant shelter and sighed. I went outside seeing only the burnt out sun coming back to life. I went over to the pile of wood I collected over the past months. How many now? ... 5? I refreshed the crispy fire and smiled at the sight of the flames came back. I need food; I haven't eaten in a while. I went in the shelter to find my homemade bow and grabbed my knife so I could make more arrows. I gathered at least 23 little sticks and started to shape them into fine points. I picked up all the sticks and placed them into a leather bag I had made and a long time ago from a deer skin. I started to head out into the woods. I've went out a lot to get my food and each time it makes me nervous. All the animals in the woods, I was starting to get anxious, I wanted to go home. I was praying each day and yet nothing has happened. I put my chain of thought back into hunting. I sat into some bushes; my regular spot. I sat for an hour or so and finally I saw a deer. I started to sweat, I raised my bow and pointed the slim, brittle bow at the deer, and my hands were sweating and shaking. I finally released the arrow and the arrow shot from my hand. It impaled the deer right in the line of the heart. The deer fell down and I slowly got up and I walked over to the deer. I hated looking at dead animals, I loved them. I started to tear up and picked the dead deer up. I dragged it back to the campsite. I couldn't do this anymore. I'm going to die out here, I can't, I ran away when I was little, running away from my ... father, he would abuse me and hurt me. I needed to, to find my mom or someone from my family. ((Hope you like the first chapter, I'll be posting more. )) -ScaredInsane
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I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?

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