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The Tree (#justwriteit)

The Tree (#justwriteit)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 29, 2016
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Fiction
Romance
There is an 18 year old girl who hasn't left her house for 11 months, other than to visit a lonesome tree located in the centre of vast fields. This is where Dara goes to be truly alone. That was, until, Casper came along and made her feel that she never wanted to be alone again. "The air flowed like a stream into my body and went straight to my heart, making it do that flippy thing and the setting sun turned the entire field a beautiful gold."
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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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