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Submitted by Lynn Kruse
As you regain consciousness, out of breath and leaning against a tree in the forest, you have the urgent feeling that you need to run...
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As I leaned against a tree to catch my breath, suddenly my instincts told me I needed to run… I looked around, aware. Why was I telling myself this? Then I heard someone abyss. I looked around, startled, afraid.
I saw a man with a black suit on. My face was white as a ghost. I ran….. and ran until I reached the top of the mountain.
Then I heard the man running again, and then I ran, jumped on ...
Still sitting on the floor with Grayson, I began hyperventilating. My body went cold and numb and I couldn’t think straight. My breaths were shaking and out of control. I stood up and started pacing around the room shaking my hands at my side. This was completely new to me and I thought I was dying.
“Hey hey, it’s okay. We’ll figure it out it’s okay we’ll be okay,” he’s trying to calm me down, n...
Run.
My eyes snap open. Sweat drips off my lashes into my eyes as I inhale and exhale heavily. Aching covers me in a blanket, pain pulsing with every beat of my heart. I can feel it at the tips of my fingers, like the blood is running too hot and to fast. What am I doing here? My head pounds like a gong and I let out a muffled cry, head slamming back against the tree. I can’t think past arriving ...
I blink my eyes open, and become aware of the hard rocks underneath me. I turn my head and see that I am leaning against a tree. I am breathing quickly and shallowly. I don’t know how I got here. I remember running and falling. I don’t know what I was running from. I smell the fresh scent of pine and grass and…blood. My heart starts to race. I shouldn’t be here. I stand and sway. I realise I am mi...
Without an end in sight darkness surrounds me. I look up an see the crescent shaped moon giving bits of light and shadows of objects I can’t make out clearly. Fear flows through my veins and I can feel my heart thumping loudly in the silence. Gasping for air as I run I feel a panic attack emerging…...
Heaving out of breath just running in the forest
It was something in the forest looking lurking
Not sure what it was
It was hungry like a thirsty animal
It was there for centuries waiting for the perfect prey
The stench of blood hung in the air
Hiding will not quench its thirst
The only way is to outrun it...
The heat from the sun rests on my face, the warmth so familiar and strong, so comforting and peaceful. My head pounds, an ache forming from resting against an oak tree. I inhale in a breath of fresh air, placing my hands on the wet grass and lifting up onto the ground. The wind blows through the forest, the leaves gliding through the air. The wind gets stronger as I take in the view. I need to get...
I felt a burning sensation in my lungs as I gasped for the freezing air. Looking wildly about me, I couldn't recall where I was going or how I had gotten here, but I knew there was something pursuing me. I stumbled along the narrow path ahead of me, footprints in the slush appearing to be travelling in the opposite direction from where I was currently going. As my memories became less fogged, I re...
I had been running for what felt like days. Still with no knowledge what from besides a growing fear emanating from my chest. I struggled to breathe deeply as the bark from the tree itched my back and icy wind whipped across my face. my full consciousness returned to reveal that I still had not left the woods. my eyes quickly darted around, searching for the figure that had sent me running in a d...
My breathing is ragged as I startle awake. I’m instantly on edge, my eyes darting around rapidly. I’m leaning against a tree in the forest. _How did I get here?_ My body tenses up and I feel an urgency to run. _Why?_ Adrenaline is rushing through me, insisting that I go.
I push myself up and stagger, my vision going white as a searing pain causes my knees to buckle. I drop back down, panting hard...
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