I was running through the woods, every step shooting unbearable pain up my left leg, but I couldn't stop or I'd be taken away from my home, the only place that I thought was safe in this small war. I kept running, but I was out of breath and my leg was starting to swell , but I knew I'd have to stop eventually and face the people, no the things after me, I turned and started to fight the ones that wanted to take and torture me, cause me more pain than people could ever think of without having the experience themselves. I saw things fly by me in slow motion, every move to and shot seemed to take ages to hit the target.
I fell down, tired and hurting, and with one more breath I took everything in because this was the last day of normal life for me, I just had a feeling. I looked at all the trees, smelled the pine that the cool but sharp wind cutting my face carried throughout the woods, through my home I saw the moon up above me and with one word I was gone, absorbed into the darkness. Alone.
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Tell me what you guys think of the prologue, also, sorry about not updating anything for awhile marching band, theater and scouts is a schedule from hell.
