Dumbledore1023
QUICK CONTEST: write a mini short story in the comment/response section based off this prompt: I hit him in the head with the hilt of my dagger, he collapses, and I run. I will pick a winner tommorrow. No prize, unless someone can think of a good one, so just for fun!
hatay46
I bolt off through the trees. Over my shoulder I see him get up from the floor wiping off blood from his forehead with the back of his hand. Too busy watching him than looking where I'm going--I trip over a branch and my body hits the forest floor. Because of the impact my dagger is thrown a few inches away from my reach. That's when j hear his foot steps. I turn my head when I hear footsteps coming towards me. It's him. The bleeding on his forehead is mostly gone. He crouched down beside me with a wicked grin on his face full of mischief. The smile of a boy that makes you love him. As I started at his face all I could feel was hatred. No love. Nothing that I had felt for him before. Before I figured out was his real intentions were. I try to stand up and run away but he pins my shoulder to the tree behind me with his own shoulder and brings his lips down to my earlobe. I quiver and squirm trying to get away. He lets out a small soft chuckle and puts his arm on the other side of my face. "You didn't think you could've successfully gotten away from me."
•
Reply