How I died

July 15, 2012
By ShadowAngel2468 SILVER, Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania
ShadowAngel2468 SILVER, Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania
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There I was at the bewitched trail
I stared down as far as could
Painting for breath and, out of ideas
I knew nothing of this place
He would soon find me

A path, I found a safe easy to follow path
I just hope he doesn’t expect it, or else I’m dead
As I trek silently I feel eyes upon my back
But I didn’t dare look behind me
A bush rustled in the background
Then the foreground
Then the tree above me

The battle had commenced
The chase had begun


The author's comments:
O.K, so i was either feeling really dark or really stressed about a test

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on Aug. 30 2012 at 10:12 am
TheVoice SILVER, Marquette, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them." --Ralph Waldo Emerson

woah. this reminds me of either the civil war or the revolutionary war:) I thought it was awesome!


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