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Posy

     My face continued to be lashed at by thin twigs as I rushed past tree after tree. I didn't look back, didn't hold back. I just ran.

     My mind continued to reel at what had just happened. An alien. An alien man had fallen from the sky, right into my backyard.

     How was this possible? Why did it have to happen to me?

     I was a bit scared when I first saw him. He was ridiculously enormous with thick muscles covered in perfect, golden skin. He was intimidating, but I didn't feel as if I was in any immediate danger being near the guy.

     That was until he cornered me against a tree and groped me, speaking in a rough language that sounded like Latin mixed with an animal growling.

     I'd never been touched like that, his scorching hand invading my personal space and heating me up inside like I'd never felt. There was no time to inspect the emotion or whatever it was, because the terror that filled me in that moment was overpowering.

     The amazement in his eyes, the clear disregard for personal space, no care for what he was doing to me. I thought he would rape me.

     The amount of times my father and mother have told me about what went on during the war, I knew what men were capable of.

     They did awful things, hurting people to get what they want. And the size of that guy told me he could do anything he wanted to me without any trouble.

     I suddenly recall the look in his eyes when I started crying. He seemed surprised and... angry. So angry I thought he might strike me. But then it turned soft and gentle. The alien man used his strange words to try and soothe me, dropping his weapon to the forest floor and raising his arms in peace.

     Distress still had a hold of me, and I bolted.

     I thought my sense of self preservation was gone completely, but apparently not. As soon as that threat was in front of me, I knew I didn't want to suffer, I didn't care to die just yet.

     So I did the only thing I could think of, I got out of there as fast as I could.

     Thankfully, my mind was working at least a little bit in the spur of the moment. I was smart enough to go around the hill facing the scene that I walked down towards the crash site.

     I knew I would be out of breath as soon as I made it to the top, he would catch me without a doubt if I made that mistake.

     So, I took a different route. I pushed myself as hard as I could, my breath trying to catch up. Air came and went from my lungs at an alarming rate.

     I was not in great shape. Even though I walked everyday, I never ran, especially not like this. I was running for my life right now.

     My only hope was that the beautiful alien was in the same shape as me, but somehow I seriously doubted it.

     He looked like he worked out all day everyday.

     My legs were jelly under me, barely holding me up as they shook with exercerion. They begged me to slow down, to stop, take a break to catch my breath and rest my body. But I couldn't, I needed to keep going and get away from the danger.