Tuesday, August 16, 2011

The Runner pt. 3

I ran. I ran as fast as I ever have In my life. I turn the corner onto Elm Street, my heart beating faster every painful step I take. The loud sirens get closer and closer, red and blue lights flashing everywhere behind me. 'They know it wasn't me.' I think as I run to the playground. 'They know I didn't do it. Why me? It. wasn't. me.' I duck into a secluded hidden corner of the playground equipment, curl up, and wait for the end of my life.

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