The Wandering

Run.
That was all my mind could focus on. Somehow I was still going and I couldn't stop, not even if I wanted to. I had just gotten out of that mad house and I wasn't stopping for anyone. He was chasing me and was gaining on me every second. Come on just a few more blocks, my brain encouraged. Suddenly there was a shot, and I felt a searing pain in my right shoulder blade. Gasping I went down. The earth around me was moist from the morning dew, and when my body hit the ground it gave a nice loud thump. What's happing? I just want to go home, I thought, as I was lying on the muddy grass getting sleepier and sleepier. My screams got stuck in my throat and my body was going numb. As he got closer, I heard him speaking to someone: I couldn't remember who but he sounded familiar.
"Damn it, you didn't have to shoot her!" yelled the familiar voice. Was he on my side? My eyes were growing heavier with every second that flew by. What was I doing again? And with that last thought, I passed out.

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