The Figure

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"Run rabbit, run rabbit, run, run, run," sang the voice from behind... "Here comes the farmer with his gun, gun, gun."

I was ALREADY running. Infact, my lungs were bursting from the lack of air, and my heart was racing so fast that I thought it might pop out soon. I glanced behind, the figure with the mask DID have a gun. 'I'm so dead.' I thought.

I actually had no idea why he was chasing me. Probably either to rob me or kidnap me. Both of these choices were bad for me, so I kept running. I resisted the urge to ask him why he was chasing me. That would just be a waste of breathe.

I kept turning to take different roads and climbing over obstacles. Why didn't I scream you think? Well, because I didn't want to anger him more and end my life even faster.

I kept running until I found the thing I am afraid of most. The thing I mostly hoped I didn't run in to. I froze. I stared with horror at what was in front of me.

DEAD END

The wall in front of me was really high too. There wasn't even one possible way in which I can climb over it.

I'm trapped. That was it. I'm dead.
I turned around to face him...

This is my first story to start writing! Tell me what you think. ^_^

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