• As darkness shrouded my home, and my heart began its drumming, I knew it was time for me to move on, THEY might find me.
    I grabbed my bag, and began to run for my life, the presure they pushed onto me was to great, I hadn't eat a scrap in 5 days, and my stoumach was churning. Another givaway that I was hiding from them.

    If you are wondering who THEY are.... I can't exactly tell you, because I don't exactly know WHO or WHAT I'm running from, I know what they're called Fleshies (at least that's what my mother called them) but I just call them "The dark" because when it gets dark in one place I run to a new place till it gets lighter...
    And this is what I was doing now, running from the dark, my head was throbbing with fear and lack of nutrition... just then I looked behind me, and saw a huge black figure, it was true I didn't know what it was but I was still horrified, it was a tall fat shadow, with tiny beady eyes which seemed to glow in the moonlight, just like my mother had described the supposed "Fleshies". I suddenly tripped, head over heals as I felt something clamp my leg, it was sharp, and it tore a hole in my leg, my leg began to become numb, and I felt the blood trickling out of my leg. I closed my eyes and decided not to struggle, then I heard a deep, dark chuckle.
    The Dark walked towards me, and I suddenly saw what the "Fleshies" look like, it was so ugly, smoke swirled around his body, and the dark was ACTUALLY pitch black. it's eyes were red, and it seemed to SMILE at me, not a nice smile though, a smirk, a horrid crooked no tooth smirk.
    Then it spoke, "Ahh a runner, I love using my traps for the likes of you." my heart was beating like a drum then, and my leg was getting even more sore, I felt very drowsy. I then plucked up the courage to speak, "Why are you doing this to me?" My voice sounded very shakey, and I guess he could tell... suddenly all went black....


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