This is something I wrote for one of my classes and it just seemed to work so effortlessly as the start of a story. I don't think that it will be more then a few chapters long at the most but please let me know what you think.
She's running. Her feet are pounding hard on the soft earth. Dirt kicks up lightly as she weaves in and out through the huge trees. Her eyes are a blazing blue as she looks over her shoulder. They are such a color it's as if she could set the whole world aflame with one look.
She's afraid. You don't need to see the panicked look in her eyes to tell you that. You can feel it. You can practically smell it in the air as she runs past. Her breathing is heavy. She's been running for a while. She's been running for too long. Her heart's pounding so hard it sounds as if it's going to burst right through her chest.
She's leaping. There's a small stream that crosses her path and leads to a harsh looking pond that seems it could hide just about anything within its murky depths. Her head snaps back around to look over her shoulder again.
She's stumbling. The rhythmic sound of feet hitting the ground echoes off the trees.
She's fallen. She turns and pushes her back up against a tree truck close by. Her eyes are as large as dinner plates.
She's paralyzed in fear.