Ok this is my attempt at a new story. I decided to take a little break from my other one. I don't know when i'll update this one again but I really hope you like it. Enjoy:)
It happened so fast.
Eight year old Isabella(or Izzy for short) ran as fast as she could. She had to get away before anyone found her. I have to make it. She kept running. Isabella was a
small girl for her age . And she was wearing her only outfit a ratty old gray tshirt , a denim skirt and her blue hair tie that held back her long brown hair. She had
never ran so fast in her life. She pushed people out of her way as she ran. She didn't care what it took she just hoped she wasn't being followed. She made it to a
very big and crowded intersection. I have to make it I just have to. She kept running. Now if she paid attention she would have saw the signs. But since she was
too scared to pay any attention at all, she didn't see the car coming straight towards her.
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''Where did she come from?'' ''I don't know''. Isabella tried to open her eyes but everything was blurry. ''We should take her back with us''. She felt fur brush up
against her and someone lifting her as she moaned in pain. ''Look she's moving!'' ''Come on sibs we better get her back''. ''And fast''. That was the last thing she
heard before she became unconscious and blacked out.
Like? yeah I tried my best with this. To be continued! real soon maybe
