Okay, so so thing is-- I wrote so many drabbles for today. I had no idea which to post, so I'll post a few of them. :D

Date: 19th March

Character: Bella

Stimulus: Expectations.

I'm not going to make it. I'm not. I can't run fast enough. My feet pound, and my sides ache, and my head is pounding, and my heart is breaking. Again.

I scream and I yell at people as I run. It's all I can do to keep from shoving people from my path. I'm not fast enough.

If Alice were here, I'd be fine. He'd be fine. He'd be safe. But she's not. She's not here. She can't be here, it's impossible.

I keep running, as the sun that traps Alice continues to beat down around me. I can't breathe. I just keep running.

It feels like I'm not going to make it, like I'll keep running forever. I could keep running, and I'd never make it.