How The Past Survived

How The Past Survived

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Preface: I'm running, I'm running. Pushing through the crowd. I'm running, I'm running. No place to hide. I'm running, I'm running. He's catching up. I'm running, I'm running. I can't stop now. I'm running, I'm running. I hear the bang. I'm running, I'm running. Down I fall. I wake up, to a stream of loud voices. There's a thumping in my head. Am I ok? Why am I on the floor. I glance below me only to see my legs trapped. I try to move, but the pain is excruciating. Slowly my head goes up dreading what I'm about to see. Prepared to scream, ready to shout as he stands before me,smiling his devious smile. He holds it up now. And in that moment I know there's no hope. BANG!!!! Now I'm fading away. Scarlett Roberts is not your average 21 year old. Spending more than half her life an orphan, she's had to learn how to survive alone. After moving to an old place full of her past and painful memories, she tries to figure out how her millionaire father was murdered, and who did the deed. After running into some unexpected people, the life that she had planned for her self seemed to be spinning out of control. Now on the run with her sister ;Nicole knows that her and those who she loves about are in grave danger. Unsure whether she can fully forgive, will she reach the extra mile to save the one person who has protected her all her life? Follow this thrilling adventure of - How The Past Survived. (23/10/13) Copyright © P_FDavina 2013 All Rights Reserved. No part of this manuscript may be reproduced without P_FDavina's express consent.
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Two figures walked up to the house and stopped in front of the fence. Scarlett shuffled closer to the figures to be able to hear what they were saying. She didn't know who they were, but if they lived in that mansion they were probably rich. And if they were rich that meant they'd have money. Money to pay debts. She hid behind a large trashcan and spied on the figures. It was a boy and a girl; with the girl in a wheelchair. And luckily, she could hear their voices. 'I'm not sure about this, are you sure you're going to be okay?', the boy asked the girl. 'No,' she replied as she suspiciously scanned the area and sniffed her nose. 'There's someone out there,' she said eventually. The boy looked around, confused, and smiled. 'It's probably just a stray cat.' 'No,' the girl said again, 'I know this scent.' Scarlett tensed and held her breath. What did she meant when she said she knew that scent? The girl pushed her wheelchair away from the fence, away from the house and the boy obediently followed. 'I told you, it's probably nothing.' Scarlett hid her head behind the trashcan and took off her backpack. There she reached for her collapsible sword. It slowly started to rain and Scarlett cursed silently to herself. This would blur her hearing senses. She could hear the girl approach as she was mumbling to herself. 'Where have I smelled this scent before? Where- Who?' Scarlett released her breath, closed her eyes and let the adrenaline kick in. She took off the cloth from her face. This girl had money, everything else didn't matter. She walked out of the shadows while the rain started pouring down on her. The boy and girl looked up at her in surprise and sharpened their attention. Her face wasn't too be seen, as she wore a large hood over her head and a cloth covering her face. Once she was close enough, she pulled out a small object that collapsed into a large sword and raised her chin challenging. 'I'm going to need your money.

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