´STOMP STOMP CRACKLE CRACKLE´the overlapping footsteps are getting closer.
¨Come out kid¨Oh no he is after me.
Silence.
Simply silence is all that followed.
¨HA FOUND YOU ¨a cold low voice followed by a cold wrinkly hand.
I run forward to find a never ending river.
“But should I really do this?” I question myself. “Yes”
I jump. There is an ear piercing silence. Had really just taken the jump that sent
me plummeting towards my death. I up at the cliff as if it was the last glimpse of green
grass I will ever see.
What if it is?
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ReplyDeleteThat was a very good story bailee keep the good writing up
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