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My feet pound on the pavement as I run down the dimly lit road, my tattered converse slipping on the wet, uneven concrete.
My breathing is heavy and I start to feel light-headed.
Have I lost them?
I don't know.
At the end of the road I turn into an alleyway, full of the stench of rotten food and alcohol.
As I sharply turn in, a searing pain strikes across my forehead and I clutch it in pain, squeezing my eyes tightly shut.
I feel warmth in my fingers and I pass out.
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Enjoy the prologue?
Will I continue?
Oonagh xxxx
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Survival
FanfictionCara Ward has always been alone. Growing up in a rough area as an orphan with a young life filled with sadness, there has only been one thing that ever kept her going. Music. The music of rap star Eminem inspired and motivated her. When life got to...
