December 21, 2009
Walking turns into jogging and jogging turns into running. The sun slowly keeps going down. Leaving only moonlight as the only light source. Panting the only thing heard. Her heartbeat pounding in her ears. Fear the only think she feels. Fear for herself, for the others. Fear of him. Knowledge of him the only reason she's still running. Praying there's safety ahead for her. When the pain comes she knows she's failed. No more running for her. She's done...and so is her life.

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