The Truth.
By Esther McLain.
It is dark there is no moon to night the street lights are few and far between.
I can hear the pounding of feet hitting the pavement mine and the people behind me the person who is chasing me. I round a corner and run in to someone there arms close around me there hand covers my mouth so i couldn't scream and i begin to fight them. I'm so scared I want to be any where but here! then he whispers in my ear and I stop fighting. I wake up in cold sweat why are the night mares back? its been years sense that night. Dad was killed and my life went into a tail spin and hasn't recovered. I get out of bed I won't be sleeping again tonight maybe I can do some work instead.
To be continued!
Thats really good!! I like it. :D
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