I'm Addicted To The Attention

Day 2~ How Did They Find Me So Fast?

Day 2~ 

i woke up to the sound of a loud engine running. oh.my.god.

how... how did they... never mind! i jumped out of the bed and grabbed my hand gun.

i ran out of the front door and started shooting at the tires as they jumped out of the truck. i ran and ran! i had just started running when the 1st guy came out of nowhere and started to swing his knife at me.

i dodged every single attack and hit him with the end of my gun.

he was knocked out for a while because i got to the 2nd safe house.

i was fixing to go practice my punches when i realized...

i left the food.

at that time i heard a loud howl. 

wolves.

i got out of the door and hid beind a rock.

then there was breathing behind me.

i turned arund to meet a grey wolf.

he jumped on me and scratched me until my bones were sticking out of my arms.

i hit him hard in the nose.

he whimpered and ran away.

i sat there feeling cold and in intense pain.

2 hours later~ 

i finally got the strength to walk (more like limp) back to the safe house. 

 i cleaned up and started to train.

3 hours later~

i finally fell to the floor from exaustion.

so i limped over to my bed and fell asleep.

hoping they wont use my own weapon on me.

^~current time~^

i thanked the guards and walked back to my window.

i drew 'stay strong' in the dust on the window.

i looked down at my bruised and wrinkled hands, thinking about fhat i could have done to avoid the gang.

stayed silent. kept head low. not talk to them. not hang out with them. leave. run away. thats when i stopped and thought. thought about how i ended up. nothing good comes out of running away from your problems.

nothing.

they still found me. even after 40 years.

why would they want an old woman like me? i cant lead them anymore. they're doomed! nothing can save them.

because they doomed them selves.

by what they did to me.