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But soon, my body began to fail on me.

I struggled to keep myself upright.

I struggled to allow myself to keep running as quickly.

My body was searing with agony, to the point I could feel the bones in my feet crunching...

Because of the amount of distance I'd ran.

On the rough ground...

Without shoes.

Tears streamed down my face, as I realized that I wouldn't be able to escape.

I could hear the thundering of footsteps behind me...

And I knew they'd caught up with me.

And it was in this moment...

That I wished I was dead.

That God would take my life...

Because being buried six feet underneath the ground...

Would be better than living like this, with constant fear, feeling my heart getting broken over and over again.

Broken beyond repair.

I clutched my body...

As my pain overwhelmed me.

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