The Risks Worth Taking

The Risks Worth Taking

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Money and popularity are the most common and appealing dreams dreamt by people. When Wendy Class discovers her talent, she wanted the whole world to notice her. She began to dream a happy ending for herself. However, the fates had decided against raining down mercy on her. Some people, she never considered a threat, began trying to mould her life their way. Ways, she had never planned on trying, become her only way to freedom. BUT will her enemies let her escape so easily? WILL she WIN? "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked "There's no other way" "But this is risky for you" I smiled despite the circumstances, he cared a lot. "There are always some risks worth taking" I replied. -The names of countries and places mostly don't exist. I made them up so do not get confused.
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Highest ranked- #10 in action 2/16/2017 A promotion. That's all I wanted. I didn't want to run for my life. I didn't want to be kidnapped. I didn't want to face death. I didn't want to find out my whole life was a lie. I just wanted a bloody promotion. Guess fate had other plans? **** The cold air fanned over my face as I opened the door. The exit door lead to the back of the building so it was pitch black. I leaned against the wall trying to control myself. Blood was running down my arm and head. My hair was stuck to my face from all the sweat and blood. Everything was spinning around me and the ground seemed like it was shaking. Groaning I sat down and put my head on my knees. He knows who I am. He knows how I look like. He knows where I work so possible knows where I live. I am not safe anymore... no where. While I was in my own world I heard faint sounds behind me but I didn't bother to look or run away. The footsteps got closer and I was pretty sure it was Walker's men. I should run. I should try to fight. But what's the point in trying to run away? He would eventually find me and if he has his way he would most likely kill me. If this is my fate then why am I trying to fight it? I felt someone harshly grab my waist and pull me up and I complied. They dragged me down the alley and into the busy street. I heard the opening of a car and the next thing I knew I was being thrown into a car. My head hit the hard leather seat and the door shut behind me. Maybe this is how my life will end. Maybe I should just let it happen. Maybe I was destined to die alone as a no one. With that I let the darkness consume me.

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