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Scared of My Savior

January 3, 2012
By AnshuR SILVER, Thane, Other
AnshuR SILVER, Thane, Other
7 articles 0 photos 45 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing.. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway


Finally, I was free from him. I thought to myself while I stood there breathing heavily and sweating profusely. I stood at the door of my house, looking all around and finding no trace of him. I collapsed down on the ground as exhaustion hit me. I had been running faster than I could so as to be away from him. I sat their grasping for air and clearing my thoughts.
Suddenly, reality hit me. He was chasing me and sooner or later he would reach here. But I can't let him get to me, at least not so easily. So I gathered all my strength and got to my feet. I unlocked the door and skipped inside. I locked the door and rushed to the kitchen. I took a glass, poured some water and gulped it as fast as I can. Just as I began to calm down with a feeling of safety, my mind alerted all my senses. I had just realized that he would try every possible way to get me. My breathing was heavy again and sweat began to trickle down my forehead. I locked up my backdoor and shut every window downstairs. My mind couldn't rest still and started making plans. I decided to switch off the lights so that he would end up thinking that I didn't turn up to my house. I left a small lamp on for my light source.
I ran upstairs doing all the same things. Lastly, I got to my room, lunged myself inside and shut the door. Everything was so silent. All I heard was clock ticking like it was counting minutes I had before he arrives. I shut the windows with panicky movements and turned towards my balcony. I stood frozen in my place. I couldn't move and my eyes got wide as I saw the shadow in the balcony. He started making his way towards me. My mind instantly recognized his structure. He was HERE! I probably had no chances to escape this time. I was trapped in my own house. My muscles tensed up as he was nearing. My heart began pounding against my rib cage. Now, he stood in front of me like a tall statue. His hair messed up against his forehead due to running. Sweat trickled down his muscular yet gentle face. I gulped down the lump that had formed in my throat.
He pulled me by my wrist and held my gaze. I managed to yell."Leave me! I have done nothing that bothers you..." Surprisingly his eyes flashed concern for me. Confusion covered my face and then he spoke, "I am here to save you."


The author's comments:
This is my first fiction article, in fact first article. I usually try out poems but thought of doing something different.
Hope you all like it.
Comments are appreciated.

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AnshuR SILVER said...
on Oct. 11 2012 at 12:18 pm
AnshuR SILVER, Thane, Other
7 articles 0 photos 45 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing.. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Thanks alot..!!
I m working on it..

AnshuR SILVER said...
on Oct. 11 2012 at 12:17 pm
AnshuR SILVER, Thane, Other
7 articles 0 photos 45 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing.. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Thank u Appy..!!
Means a lot to me..

aps_p said...
on Jul. 7 2012 at 1:47 am
nice 1 anshu

on May. 29 2012 at 11:12 pm
Athena19 SILVER, Central Point, Oregon
5 articles 1 photo 104 comments

Favorite Quote:
'Love people. Cook them tasty food.' -Penzey's Spices

i love this! i wanna know more about the story! great job!

AnshuR SILVER said...
on Feb. 3 2012 at 11:32 am
AnshuR SILVER, Thane, Other
7 articles 0 photos 45 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing.. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Thank u so much...!!! Glad you like it...

vidi said...
on Feb. 3 2012 at 11:31 am
really good one!!!! keep it up!!! looking up to read more.........

AnshuR SILVER said...
on Jan. 13 2012 at 3:19 am
AnshuR SILVER, Thane, Other
7 articles 0 photos 45 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing.. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Thanks alot....!!!! I dunno how i wrote it..!! jus came to my mind..

on Jan. 12 2012 at 1:30 pm
SandeepMakhija BRONZE, Mumbai, Other
3 articles 0 photos 15 comments

Favorite Quote:
The race isn't ova..cuz I haven't won yet..!!

Awesome. Seriously. I never knew you write so well yaar. I wanted to keep on reading it. Great work Anshu. :)

AnshuR SILVER said...
on Jan. 11 2012 at 10:06 am
AnshuR SILVER, Thane, Other
7 articles 0 photos 45 comments

Favorite Quote:
There is nothing to writing.. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed. - Ernest Hemingway

Thank you...!!! means a lot to me...

on Jan. 11 2012 at 9:58 am
twinsisterslove BRONZE, Aurora, Colorado
2 articles 4 photos 3 comments

Favorite Quote:
You only live once, but if you work it right, once is enough.

Wow. This is amazing! Keep up the great work!