Chapter 3 - back on track.
It's 5:45am and I can't sleep, my nightmare still fresh in my mind and the faces of the men haunting my dreams.
I needed to keep myself busy.
I got changed into my workout clothes, which consists of a black and white sports bra, shorts and my favourite trainers. When ever I train, I feel free and it helps me prove that I'm not weak anymore and I can protect myself if the men ever came back.
Since that night, my dad had made sure that I trained so I could look after myself, he used to help me and teach me, that lasted about 4 weeks then he started becoming more and more absent. My mum thought it was good that I had something to do during the day because after the accident I would mope around the house doing and seeing nothing.
I ran out side the house and went to the end of the drive and ran to my left the same root I'd been taking for the past year, it's a beautiful place I run straight though woods and past a lovely river and then back to the house again.
I was just getting to the river, when I had the feeling again, that I was being followed. So slowed down so I could stop without being to obverse. I came to a stop and looked over the river, then I looked to my left, I saw nothing but then I kept look because I knew I was missing something. That's when I saw it.
I saw the man.
