Running

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They start yelling at me, saying how I was going to regret running away going.
I start get tired but I push on.
I look behind me and run into someone.
I get on my knees and check if Joy is okay, and she is.
I look at the stranger it's another guy.
"I'm so sorry-"" I start to say, my lungs hurting.
He interupts and says,"If you're actually sorry then get off me, brat."
My face gets red with embarrasement, I get up. Then the stranger gets up. I hear yelling and it's close. I glance behind me.
Oh god, they're actually really close.
I look back at the guy in front of me. He looks back me with irritation on his face.
"What?" He says.
I give myself a second to think and I decide to take the risk.
Quickly I hide behind the guy. He looks at me and starts to say,
"Hey what are yo-"
Unfortunely the group of guys catch up. They see me.
"Hey thar girlie belongs to us."One of them says.
The guy standing in front me glances at me, and looks back at them.
"Hey, The one with the scarred cheek says, " if you don't move, I'll move you, runt. " His buddies snicker.
He places his hand on the guy in front of me.
The guy in front of me quickly slashes the scarred man. I stare in shock, where had he gotten that knife?
The scarred man screams in agony.
"Don't touch me with those filthy hand of yours." The guy in front of me says coldly.
Then he starts to clean the knife, a look of disgust on his face.
I look up at him.
And I start thinking.
I want to be strong like him.

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