An Open Ended Story
I ran, ran as fast as I could. As far as my feet could take me, away from this place. I could feel him chasing me down.I tried to run faster. My brown hair, soaking wet from the rain.I couldn't remember what I got myself into with him.
I knew I was playing a game with death, and was losing. I felt the tears streaming down my face, as I ignored the cars speeding buy me. He was catching up. I knew it; I didn't need to turn around.
I would miss all the people who touched my life in any way. I might never see them again. My breath caught as I reached a dead end. My hands balled up into fists. I pounded on the wall, wishing that there was somewhere out. I closed my eyes, wanting for this to be it. After a moment I felt a sharp pain from my abdomen. A knife. I fell onto the ground, hyperventilating. Blood covered my hands, my heart raced.
I felt my life slipping. I felt something chocking me, after I heard voices yelling in the background. Then I saw a faint light. Heaven.
'Hey' a male voice called
'HEY' he yelled even louder. Maybe an angel
My eyes fluttered open…
It was no angel.