Race- Stories

The race had started. With one gasp each one was gone, running away from the torment which was catching up with them with every breath they’d take, every misstep they’d make. None of them looking back into the flaming eyes filled with so much fury as they ran, carefully placing their feet so they wouldn’t trip and the evil embarrassment couldn’t catch them. Although as their breath ran out and they gasped the monster behind them caught up that little more, the prize of joy as strong as a lion’s pride slowly fading away, the thoughts of winning that were running around in their mind being left behind, making them paranoid and want to look back. Alyss has always known she was different to others. Since she was a little girl she found herself getting lost in her own thoughs; although these weren't nice thoughts, they were fearful and paranoid thoughts that ran through her mind. She often found that her life was like a giant game of hide and seek; she'd hide from her thoughts, and they'd always find her- even when she ran from them, they'd catch up. Could anything end this giant race?