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The guy who had been looking for something in the car came out. He was carrying a gun.
"Oh my god," I thought. "They are going to kill me."
Wanda's POV
I closed my eyes afraid of what was to come, but instead of the searing pain that I had imagined that would come for a bullet, I felt something poke me in the back. Not a stab, like a push.
"Let's move it!" The man with the gun said. "I haven't got all day."
They began to drag me along, 2 of them pulling on my arms and the other one trailing behind. This went on for about 5 minutes until we abruptly stopped. I looked at where we were.
I had never been to this place before, even though I was sure that it was in the town. On my left were the woods, so thick and dense that there seemed to be no entrance into it. And on my right was a meadow. The meadow was empty except for the tall grass that was about waist height. It was fairly large and on its outskirts were more woods.
I looked at where I was. I was in the middle of a dirt road, a single car parked on it, right in the middle about a hundred yards from me and the guys. The man with the gun stood on the side of the road, still holding the gun up in order to shoot me. The other three guys moved away from me.
"If you move, I'll shoot you," the man with the gun said. 2 of the 3 guys were heading towards the car. The car was fairly large, a Ford truck. I was not familiar with cars so I wasn't sure of the actual type. It was red and reminded me of my Chevy, broken down on the side of the road. I sighed.
The 2 men got in the car and started it. I looked towards the last man, the one that was not in the car or with a gun. His eyes were the same, still trying to convey a silent message to me. I looked deep into them, and then it hit me.
The message was simple, just one word. Escape. My mind began thinking rapidly. The men in the car were moving slowly picking up speed, heading straight towards me. I knew death was near. The silent message became more urgent. Escape! ESCAPE!
I looked around hoping to find a way to escape. The woods were too thick to go into, and the man with the gun was on that side of the road. If I turned around, to run the opposite way down the road, I would be shot or ran over.
My last option was the meadow. I began trying to fit the pieces together of an escape plan. I had to work fast as the car reached quicker and quicker speeds, getting closer and closer by the second.
Time was running out. I had it; the escape plan. It wasn't perfect but no plan ever is. I was going to wing it, and hoped that all turned out for the best. After all, it was my only option. The only slim chance that I had to escape death.
The car was 5 feet away…4…3…
I dove. I went head first into the meadow as the car whizzed by. The gun shot was too late, having to wait for the car to completely go by. And by that time I was already sprinting away, almost out of the meadow. The grass was just long enough to hide me if I crouched.
I felt relieved knowing that they would not follow me. They would not put themselves in any real danger such as entering the woods just to kill me. No, I was free. And I just needed to hide for a while to make sure of that. To really and truly convince myself that I was fine.
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I spent about a week in the woods with nothing changing. I lived off of wild berries, feeding them to animals before trying them myself. I found a stream and I was able to drink from it and bathe. Besides being lonely, I actually was enjoying living this way. In the woods, away from the troubles and problems of the world.
So when about a week had passed, I had been sitting in a tree and eating some blueberries that I had found in a nearby bush. I heard some twigs snapping, but I assumed that it was an animal coming through the woods. I was unconcerned but I felt that I should try to scare the animal away from my blueberry bush. After all, I wasn't sure where I was going to find another.
I finished off the blueberries and climbed down from the tree I was in. I ran to my blueberry bush to find, not an animal, but a human. To be specific, he was the human. The one that had been with the 3 guys. The one who had told me to escape.
I knew that I should feel panicked. This man had been associated with people trying to kill me, but I couldn't make myself feel that. Something about this man made me feel…oddly, comfortable. Like that when I was with him, nothing could go wrong.
I carefully approached him. Then he noticed me. He turned quickly and sighed with relief.
"Hi," he said, "I'm Ian."
So…what did you think?? Stupid Shiny Volvo Owner, you were right, it was Ian. :) I'll update as soon as possible although I do have 2 other stories and a lot of summer work so I'm not sure how soon that will be. Please review!!
Dedications- thanks to my awesome reviewers!! Mistakennightmare13, stupid shiny volvo lover, and amethyst-dreams27. you guys are amazing!! Hope you liked it!
-shannon