The Boy Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest
Outrun
The dark sky that hung overhead showed no trace of light. The forest surrounded him. He ran through the wilderness. He was more focussed than he had ever been before.
He whistled an odd melody quietly to himself at the sidelines rather than by the bonfire. "Have you lost your mind?" they taunted. "Get lost!" I conducted. They jeered in accord. He promptly retreated to his sleeping bag concealed by the trees.
All the other kids gradually filed into their tents after midnight. "Well... what do you say about a reckless trek astray?" she whispered. The dark sky that hung overhead showed no trace of light. We silently wandered for what seemed like days.
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're trying to be so quiet.
I heard a sudden harsh snap of twigs, and I whipped around hastily. The dawning sound of rapid footsteps forced us to run concurrently. I didn't know what happened, but I knew I had to run. Time went by fast, but we ran.
She outran him and me and never glanced back. I faltered and finally stopped in mid-stride. "I'm—I'm sorry!" I cried out into the deafening silence.
"You see, you're just like me. I hope you're satisfied."
I collapsed to the earth in pain.