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Frostbite

January 18, 2022
By SarahR2008 BRONZE, Jackson, Michigan
SarahR2008 BRONZE, Jackson, Michigan
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“Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.” – Albus Dumbledore


She ran down the frozen dirt road

Cold air filling her lungs as the moon lit her path

Her throat stung with the winter air

Feet falling one after another as if being chased by a bear 

She ran one foot in front of the other

Taking a split second to look back looking for another 

She became filled with fear 

Froze when she heard a deer 

She kept going 

faster, faster she thought

Hoping she wouldn't get caught 

Her legs felt like fire 

Stuck in her head were the words liar

She panicked when she heard the humming car

Without thinking she jumped into the trees

She jumped and fell to her knees 

She saw the headlight in the distance and froze 

She sat for what felt like hours in the same pose

When the coast was clear she once again ran 

Ran across the road to other woods and ran 

Up ahead she saw the lights of the house 

She was so close though frostbite nipped at her toes 

She kept pushing as she once again heard the same hum

Jumping over logs and barley missing trees 

She knew it had hit low degrees 

Running for her life she knew it wasn't her time 

She ran in a straight line 

There were lights both behind and ahead 

This time there were voices all over even in her head 

The crunch of snow beneath her feet 

It was so cold it felt like heat 

The voices behind her getting closer

They ran after her almost like they know her

They eventually stopped chasing and the voices faded 

She could almost feel the warmth of the house 

She ran made a path in the snow kinda like a plow 

She was so close to being safe no more danger 

She knew this experience would change her 

Every step she got closer then BAM 

She didn't know what happened 

But she felt a sharp pain in her ankle 

Her head was pounding 

She could hear her heart beating 

She stood and her world spun 

She couldn't run 

She fell and hit her face in the snow 

It was cold and painful 

she had this weird metallic taste in her mouth 

She realised It was blood 

She looked up at the spinning moon 

It can't be the end she thought laying on her back 

Then everything went black


The End



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